Shawshank Redemption remains my favourite movie. Maybe because I’m in drone world at the moment. So there’s a connection.
Inmates vs a job u don’t ever want. Something to bring in the mula. It’s interesting how the masses walk the plank they don’t want to walk, have relationships they don’t want to have and have the lives they don’t want to live…then of course.
one day your heart gives out…and it’s all over.
It’s 5 more days in drone world for me. And much as I hate it, and detest every living moment of it, there is an unexplained sense of nostalgia as I empty out my desk at drone world. Of course, at the back of my mind is Morgan Freeman packing away his stuff in the cell he spent most his life in, and feeling the same.
I can’t explain it, but there’s a feeling of loss as I enter freedom. I’m excited about the possibilities yes, and a little fearful of what is to come. Still I’m mostly elated at the prospect of leading this life my way. The best, I guess, is that I never have to wish my weekdays away again.
Next week, my fellow inmates are holding a farewell party for me. I’ve told them I’d try not to come crawling back. I can only try right? Life’s really about choices…
Get busy living, or get busy dying.