I woke up today and thought, "what's the point?" When I'm older there's only 5 day work weeks to look forward to until retirement. That's life being stolen from us. It's simply inhumane to me. I need to find an alternative because I refuse to throw away everything like that.

Why should I live for the weekend in my prime years of life? I want to experience everything, see the world, fall in love and do everything. Instead I could potentially be churning out labor for some faceless corporation. Why? Why? Why? I wasn't born to work.

Life is incredibly short if we continue to live like this. That's not pessimism or me being bleak but quite literally our time and livelihood are being stolen from us. Our most precious commodity, time, is being squandered.

This isn't any one person's fault, of course. What sort of revolutionary acts are you expected to do when the majority of your energy is spent chasing a paycheck? Institutions have saw to it that this horrific cycle is allowed to continue with little to no consequences--

--for those in power. Those who profit off the backs of our time and labor will see to it that we stay cogs in their labor machine forever. And it's simply miserable to step back and think about. What's the point of it all? I don't think I'll ever know.