Drive

Drive, to have a drive in life is the best feeling in the world. it is vague enough to cover everything. It can be as simple as a TV show on in the evening, it could be a wedding or holiday.  The drive to get out of bed, to push that little harder is the best feeling. To think that in this fucked up, cynical world there is hope and good things is very hard for me to fathom.
Drive to work at your job is a must. coming from a place where no one, (ok 95% of the people) do NOT WANT TO WORK THERE! how, how is this happening? I can only begin to imagine how this feels. waking up, knowing what to expect day in day out. not every job is suitable for everyone, but for the whole workforce to be against not only the company but the manager too, it only a matter of time before the company cottons on and makes changes.
There are people there who i know work as hard as they can above and over what is expected, but with no praise. This saps their drive away. takes it and throws it in a little corner. there are people there who want to work, to the highest standard, but feel stifled by the measures in place.
I have left because my Drive was too much for the company.
I don't feel there is much there for the people i left behind who are so talented but stuck in the shop. I wish them well and hope the realize their talents and expertise and capitalize on them.