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Your life is threadbare and it's cosy Uncomfortable but safe Poor yet secure It's not killing you but then neither are you living. The head is above water, Struggling against the tide. Grinding along on a hamster wheel that badly needs oiling I mean You now earn less than you did at your first job. It was **** all then and that was 5 years ago. The years have not been kind. The hairline has crept upward Roughly in line with inflation. A job's a job's a job's a job's a job. There's a damp roof over your head. Are you ready to trade all this in for a taste of adventure? A main course of personal growth washed down with a side order of Drudgery loneliness and Japanese Encephalitis. Will they find you out? Will you be pulled into an office while a polite local explains how her English is better than yours? That could all happen, says the head but the frightened, quivering heart longs to change. To jump into the fire and emerge reborn strong, dynamic, brave. All the things you aren't now. Just don't hope for too much.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
Teaching English as a Foreign Language
Your life is threadbare and it's cosy Uncomfortable but safe Poor yet secure It's not killing you but then neither are you living. The head is above water, Struggling against the tide. Grinding along on a hamster wheel that badly needs oiling I mean You now earn less than you did at your first job. It was **** all then and that was 5 years ago. The years have not been kind. The hairline has crept upward Roughly in line with inflation. A job's a job's a job's a job's a job. There's a damp roof over your head. Are you ready to trade all this in for a taste of adventure? A main course of personal growth washed down with a side order of Drudgery loneliness and Japanese Encephalitis. Will they find you out? Will you be pulled into an office while a polite local explains how her English is better than yours? That could all happen, says the head but the frightened, quivering heart longs to change. To jump into the fire and emerge reborn strong, dynamic, brave. All the things you aren't now. Just don't hope for too much.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
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