Life. I Start Thursday.

.I'll Never Get Down This Low No More.

Hard time here and everywhere you go

Times is harder than ever been before

And the people are driftin' from door to door

Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go

Hear me tell you people, just before I go

These hard times will kill you just dry long so

Well, you hear me singin' my lonesome song

These hard times can last us so very long

If I ever get off this killin' floor

I'll never get down this low no more

No-no, no-no, I'll never get down this low no more

And you say you had money, you better be sure

'Cause these hard times will drive you from door to door

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more

These hard times will drive you from door to door

-ChrisThomas King, Hard Time Killing Floor Blues

"O Brother, Where Art Thou?"

(Skip James Cover)

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Over the weekend I decided not to be. It wasn't just about the job. It was everything. The past four years, plus. Sure what I'd gain & that, I know well & always will. But what I'd lost, society knew. Exactly what drove so many a-millionaire to his death during the Great one. Depression that is. Which is never so great as it is vast. Well, I decided not to be.

What? A job's going to make me happy? Everything intangible it gives--pride, security, dignity, direction--it can also take. So I decided to celebrate. Summer. Freedom. Lessons. Writing. Life.

And now I start Thursday.

Shit, I am grateful. Proud. I deserve it. But I never deserved having to come off of that low. Especially for no job & all it brings. So find your happiness in Life, intangible.

And let go for none.