This is not in any way unique or special. Every other guy working in an office probably has the same feelings now and then. Entrapment. Computer screens. Boredom. Sterile. Appearance. Corporate bullshit. Rigid conversations. Etc etc. But I wonder how many office workers gaze jealously at the gardeners, thinking that if money was not an issue, I’d rather be doing what they’re doing. Walking around amongst trees and plants, cutting them, watering them… talking to them.
Or I could have been a lumberjack (treecutter). Out everyday, in the middle of deep forests. Getting dirty, cutting down majestic trees, enjoying the violent spectacle of them coming crashing down with a thunderous roar… doing a mans job!
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