Big kid jobs

I don’t want a big kid job

I don’t think I want a job at all

Maybe a fun one

One that I enjoy

But only to pay the bills for a bit

Then I’d quit

And I’d live by myself

In a small town

In the mountains

Where nothing significant happens

Where I could live out my days in quite peace

Maybe get a pet cat

Even though I’m allergic to cats

That wouldn’t matter

I don’t care

I want a fat orange cat

I want a house stuffed with green foliage

I want some mindless peace

The type of mindless peace where laying in the sun for a few hours

Doesn’t make you feel guilty about not being ‘productive’

Because I think it’s okay,

I was being productive while lying in that sun

It was my own type of productive

The type of productive where it wasn’t material

It was emotional

Because I think we all need a little bit of emotional productivity

You know what,

No, I take that back

We all need a massive amount of emotional productivity

And shamelessly laying in the sun would be just perfect for that.