So, tomorrow I might be graduating unemployment. I know, I know, no ice-cream cake for this one. But hey, a little cash is still cash. I am experimenting with a freelancing site called Odesk, and have a contract through a company named Ricaris, based out of Barcelona, Spain. The frightening thing is, however, the thought of writing 100 articles about software for people I have never met.
Technology has changed peoples lives for centuries. Man-made light extends work days. Planes connect continents. Internet links everyone. Here I am, in the middle of all of it, hoping not to be swallowed by the tide of technology. This does not, however, feel unique. I am guessing that whoever is reading this has experienced something like it, something close to floating on a boat without a clue as to where that boat came from. Maybe not, maybe it is just me.
Despite these concerns, these out-on-a-limb, hanging-from-a-hair, fire-looming-below feelings, I push ahead. Because really, what else is there to do? Sit back and wait for something? Join the majority in an occupation that sucks life directly from the employee, compensating them for their time with ephemeral goods? No, that will not do.
It's pretty easy to fall when trying to make it on your own, but it's also much easier to pick your own direction when you get back up.
Oh man, oh man, oh man I hope I get paid.
(please excuse the paradoxes within this article:)
Technology has changed peoples lives for centuries. Man-made light extends work days. Planes connect continents. Internet links everyone. Here I am, in the middle of all of it, hoping not to be swallowed by the tide of technology. This does not, however, feel unique. I am guessing that whoever is reading this has experienced something like it, something close to floating on a boat without a clue as to where that boat came from. Maybe not, maybe it is just me.
Despite these concerns, these out-on-a-limb, hanging-from-a-hair, fire-looming-below feelings, I push ahead. Because really, what else is there to do? Sit back and wait for something? Join the majority in an occupation that sucks life directly from the employee, compensating them for their time with ephemeral goods? No, that will not do.
It's pretty easy to fall when trying to make it on your own, but it's also much easier to pick your own direction when you get back up.
Oh man, oh man, oh man I hope I get paid.
(please excuse the paradoxes within this article:)
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