Today, it feels good to be where I am. A difficult feat for someone with an outlook bleaker than a terminally ill absurdist. Even though my life is far from perfect, even though my bank account rarely sees more than a hundred bucks, even though I'm a sysadmin without the pay or the privileges, even though my love life isn't perfect and frequently wrought with chaos, I've still managed to make something of myself for someone just on the brink of being a 20-something.
Perhaps I will actually make something of myself, I keep forgetting that most people had to start somewhere. I may not a a full-fledged, un-questioned, root-access, everything-entailed system administrator, but at least I'm on my way and pretty damn good at what I am doing. And trust me, if I was, I'd have an idea or two about this Patchlink and McAfee on Macs bullshit. I live on my own, in my very own place with my very own dishes and my very own bills. I make curries and casseroles all of my own volition, even if sometimes the volition is lacking.
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