Inktober #28 - Standing Desk

AKA Can I Stand The Desk, Can I Stand This Desk...

Spent this day by a standing desk
Pondered sitting down, but I'll have my rest
When I have worms crawling in my head - I'm saying when I'm dead!
When I've taken my final breath

Till then? Total mayhem
May 'hem' be where I feel at home
Cause that IS literally home in Sweden
And right now it does feel a little bit cold *gotta turn the heater up*

Autumn's coming for real! It holds
A special place in my lungs... inflammation!
Like what I think of this stinkin' nation!
And the world overall, under our burly control

We're not subservient at all
We need a savant to be birthed and wake us
Give us a slumbering potential reincarnation
Immortalize our life cause we'll surely die

And from yours truly: I fear more and more
That I'll pour all the more time into routine and chore
And the less time I have at my disposal when I'm older -
The longer time that will take and I lose control over

All the wonderful things out in the world
Things I want to know, places I want to go
Faces I want to probe with lips - with consent that is
A bliss I want to continually hit - for but a little bit!

Why do we butt heads with stuff?
I know I've potential: I could learn to drive a truck or a bus
I could train for the train, make a living an unconventional and adventurous way
Time is my only real currency, and that wanes

Even without surplus work and a fat check!
Balance of life and work? Haven't found that yet
And I'm not the first, but I find it strange
We say 'work' and 'life' as if they're not the same *shout out Maté*

How do you challenge the balance?
How do you stand your ground, and still best manage the planet?
While managing yourself, and your limited span
Of time to do what you truly want to while you can

The more I do for myself and level up 'fun'
The less of that you get for everyone

I want unlimited time, but do I dare invest
My lifetime on discovery you might rarely get
Where do I gamble my hours, what mantle is in my power
It's easier to just stay sour and say you dared not step

Sit comfortably in your chair and just stare
At whomever is actually out there doing something real
But like I said I'm a stander I'm not a sitter!
Discomfort and bitterness. My standards for a liver.

Can I stand this DESK? I keep asking myself.
Maybe best... give it a rest.