Comparisons in Book Four: Ichi-no-Tani 2017

Yesterday, I talked to some friends of mine. Good people but far less educated (as far as Degree Comparisons.... I am not being a dick with “far less educated” they are some of my closest friends… simply, they do not have the same level of education).

They are making an average of $15 to $20 thousand dollars more than I do. They all have health insurance and vacation pay. They work 40 hours a week and get weekends off. They have lives. They get to spend time with friends and family.

I know what my bosses would say. “It is a matter of patience.” Get screwed now and then in five or ten years; you’ll be making LOTS more money. But I still won’t have insurance, a life, vacation pay… it isn’t about the money. It’s about the intangibles.

So today I talk to my parents about all of this. I think I know what my Dad will say. But… I’m still interested to hear it. When it comes to leaving something… anything… it feels… wrong to me, somehow. Always has. Leaving something, anything, feels like a personal failure. So that is why I talk about it so much, that is why I need so much feedback, that is why I get… I’ll admit… a little needy around the subject. Because… coming to the conclusion that the best thing for me is to leave… means very little to me. Something to be concerned about, I suppose.