i keep my eyes wide open all the time

when i got back from europe the warehouse i was working at didn't need me back. on my way home from that rejection i stopped at a good earth downtown to drown my job sorrow with a earl grey latte and ended up getting hired there. secretly i always thought i was too good or something to work at a starbucks equivalent but i have concreted the fact that i do not aspire to keep moving up any type of career latter anymore. i really think i could go from random job to random job and be ok with it. my job doesn't make me. i'm awesome.