October 16, 2013
Strange days have found us
Strange days have tracked us down
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town.
As a general rule, Strange Days is not my favorite song by
The Doors, my fave being Light My Fire. Back in the day when radio station
105.9 WCRX went live as the area’s first classic rock station their debut song
was Light My Fire by The Doors. I was
really bummed when the station flipped over to “smooth jazz” but it wasn’t all
bad so I still tuned in occasionally. At least I did until they went to a talk
format and I found another station I like, that being 106.9 The Eagle. (Okay,
guys - gimme something free for the plug!)
On the drive to work recently, the song Strange Days by The
Doors aired and I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind. I suppose it
resonated this time due to changes at my place of employment. Yes, strange
days, or at least forty strange hours a week, have come to my world.
Changes in the workplace are nothing new. We all experience
them and we all live through it. How we come out the other side varies. Stress
can be a killer, this we know, but it can also change a person’s view of the
world. Perhaps that’s the more damaging.
For myself, I got a wakeup call last night when I realized
the situation at the day job had me too mentally exhausted to settle down and
write. That’s when the words to the song really took hold.
“They’re going to destroy our casual joys…”
The words are something to think about. This morning I’m better rested and much
clearer. Perhaps it’s time to institute my own “strange days.” It’s time to
stop being nice and agreeing to those things that are not my responsibility.
Who I become in the forty hours a week I give to an employer is not who I really
am. They pay for my time and talents, not my soul.
It’s time to step back and realign my priorities, those
being home and hearth and everything encompassed there. And having learned
other lessons, I’ll do it all with a smile. I expect it will surprise a few people
when they figure out they’ve actually been forced to do their own work.
Strange days, indeed.
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