Put a finger down if your corporate job steals all of your fucking time.

Put a finger down if your corporate job steals all of your fucking time. Everyone's finger should be down. If your finger isn't down, you're lying. So here's my 5 to 9 after my 9 to 5, aka only 4 hours of freedom after working an 8 hour day. I actually lied because I work at 8:30 to 5:30, which is even longer, so it's actually worse. And after I rewatch this video and edit, I am questioning, did I peak in college? Was my social peakness in college? If you don't allow yourself a daily crash out, you're doing it wrong. You have to crash out at least once a day. And I question, am I going to be one of those boring people who lives a boring life for the rest of their fucking boring lives? I hope not. And if you answer yes to that question, you're fake as fuck. You're fake. You're talking shit about me. Don't do that again. Because hear me now, I'm going to make the most of this boring life for the rest of my life, okay? One thing that I have challenged myself to doing every single day is getting at least 10,000 steps, which is really hard for anyone who works a sedentary job. Area I live in is pretty bougie, so the my 10k steps also reminds me that I'm poor and I need to work harder. After being a law land for an hour, I realized, fuck, I have to go to bed in an hour and a half. What the hell? Where did my day go? Where did my day go? Oh, I know, in the corporate prison. Now, cooking is the bane of my existence. I actually truly despise this chore. Because why the hell do I have to do more work after I just spent a whole day working? Then I also remember, oh my god, one day I'm going to have to do this for my partner and my children. Like, are you are you fucking kidding me? Are you kidding me right now? So that's what I'm doing, practicing being domesticated because one of these days I'm going to be in the home. That that's believe it. I'll still have a job though, because I like to make my own money and that's on period. My original plan was to make a bolognese and I gave up midway, which is why you see me eating a struggle meal. And I temporarily did have to return to corporate slavery for just a second. After that, I always binge a TV show and today is Beauty and Black. And this is the crash out playbook on how I'm going to crash out the next time someone plays my face again. Good night.