papirus

I just can't stop thinking that the ideas of job and work and duty stuff are just killing the other side of my brain. that side produces idea. work can't help me to share my idea. work just make me trapped in the daily duty and or routine. It's something that I really need to share to somebody, but it might make me so inferior and exclusive, isn't it. I don't want to disrespect anybody, or even my boss, but honestly, this work is wortheless for someone who have the idea.
I think I'm in the wrong path. I'm not supposed to work here, I'm not supposed to be getting paid, and extra paid for my extra time. I must be in doing something else.
My idea is just too good to be wasted, it must have some values.
Now I just don't know what work suit me is, but I will keep waiting and searching. It must be something that I dreamed of, the work that I really want so bad.
Now, once again, I still don't know...