Dear Blog...

I can't sleep tonight blog. I'm terrified, and laying there with my eyes closed just isn't making me feel any better. So I thought I'd get up and lay it all out on the line for you, you always know what to say to make me feel better.

I haven't felt the scorn of the bitter economy yet. I say yet because I know, as a logical man that it is coming. I fear not that I will be laid off, but that it will be much worse than that. I have pretty good reason to believe that there is a scheme going on behind closed doors.

A letter from a superior at work woke me up tonight to the situation. As always us little men on the bottom are being asked to sacrifice more and more to save a company that at the best of times has always kept us down. We shall be showered with the gifts of nothingness and destitution. While those on top shall reap the reward of "saving the company."

I fear that through their actions they are trying to make us the worst of us quit, and the best of us stretch out so thinly that we shall be unseen. And it's a really crummy way to feel.

A part of me quietly dreams when I can sleep about what I would do if I were not a slave. What adventures I am missing out on, and the pitfalls of freedom. Sooner than later I'm afraid that I will find out. How desperate times can really get, and how I shall react.

You see I finally realized it tonight. They will not lay us off. They will simply not schedule us. And it's already happening. It's really quite brilliant how short sighted and greedy a massive corporation can and will be.

What will become of me blog? Where will I sleep and eat? How will I keep the lights on, and maintain you?

A part of me knows what I'm capable of. If I had to rob, murder or kidnap ... well let's not finish that sentence.

I'm so sick of my chains. I keep dreaming of a little creek somewhere in the middle of a beautiful valley. A place where there aren't any walls to attach these shackles. Somewhere where people help each other. A place just to be. Whatever you are. Full of smiles and hope.

Smiles and hope. Those were the days. Thanks blog, I feel a little better.