/lit/ - Literature

my will has vanished

Prove Derrida wrong.

Give me some Christmas money without saying you gave me money, nor expecting me to thank you in respect, or reciprocate, because I won't and cannot. If you can give into what amounts to be an anonymous face on the internet, then his entire theory collapses. If not, then I begrudgingly much accept Derrida's notion of gift-qua-gift gifting as legitimate.

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Dominus dedit Dominus abstulit.

Imagine having money to buy books with, let alone be receptive to any sort of sale. I don't even have money for a single hot meal.

>I went from being a worldly, bright-eyed literature major to an office drone working 60-hour weeks, and another one starts tomorrow morning.
Try making nothing and being unable to get anything but the most menial of jobs paying at best $10 an hour. What I would give to be able to have a 60 hour nice office job. I'm sure you're making over 50k a year too. Sounds to me like you came from a well to do family, never had any financial worries or limitations, and they used their connections to get you a job. That isn't misery. You wouldn't know true misery if it came up and bit you in the face.

>>13118637
that's what everyone else says.

>>13076642
>It's only been 3 days and I feel my soul die every time I walk out of the building after work.
Then you're a moron, working is easier than schoolwork because decisions aren't final. Oh wait, you didn't care about your grades and probably scored poorly. Yet you managed to land a to coincide right after graduation. How fortunate it. Almost like you knew someone.
>Entire days, hours of beautiful sunlight, sunken into spreadsheets.
You should be fortunate your parents were able to get you a job after school. If you don't have connections, you graduate, struggle, even starve long before you find a job.
>A bell that rings at the crack of dawn, signifying another round of my desires crumbling to the wave of brain fog accompanying the disgusting cafeteria food
Try eating nothing at all for days.
>A group of people who have been coming to the same place, for decades, to drown any aspirations they had when they were young but are somehow perfectly fine with this and actually ask for more hours.
They're idiots like you. You are them now.
You want to become great? You want the real catalyst for transcending all of this?
SUFFER. Your problem is that you've had too good.
Try prolonged unemployment after thousands of applications, try living without connections to family. Have all your friends abandon you because you have no money. You don't know how good you have it.

>>13047169
No. I used to read quite frequently. A book every two weeks, even more frequent when I had the time. It's difficult to sustain that without some level of basic comfort. A peaceful, solitudinous existence with enough money to make or buy three good meals a day is all I want again.