Work

I stared at the four walls surrounding me; creamish with evidence of neglect splattered all over them. They will be my company for how ever long I decide to remain in the profession I unwillingly entered. No television, internet, telephone or books are present. I would have to buy these things if I want any sort of comfort in this prison I voluntairly placed myself in. I will not buy these things as I do not want to feel at home here, this is supposed to be temporary and I will not tempt myself to have any sentimental attachment when I leave.

Work we must, to support our family, to buy that X-Box 360, to enjoy the simple pleasures of life. Work we must! Nothing of substance is acquired easily in life, if it is it would be treated with disdain and it's value only recognised after it has been squandered. So I am here, in the middle of nowhere, with the feeling of acute fear, shivering in the morning air, working for my daily fare.

So I picked myself up and set about my daily routine. "Good morning Sir, the maps have been prepared, the teams are ready to move in we are awaiting your command." I looked at my eager assitant and gave the order. Today we will be responsible for the destruction of 500 acres of Amazonian rainforest, 1 native tribe will be displaced, hundreds of animals will lose their homes and some may lose their lives, a huge brown patch will be noticeable from space using Google earth and I will contribute to global warming as I do everyday. The work must go on......