Why am i keeping this job?

Getting wealthy working in a company is a pretty, well, unimaginative reason to love it, because nobody gets rich being a slave to someone else. This is true for most of us. I, for example, having worked non stop in this company for almost 3 years, have gained (approximately) P500,000 in my account--- minus taxes, credit card, loans, allowances, tuitions, food, gimiks and other miscellaneous --- which makes me P100 worth at this moment.

So, why am i keeping this job?

For me, my greatest emotional connection with the company i work with stems from a lifelong love of FUN and LEARNING (verum est?) at the same time. This job wont get me rich, for sure, but I am still keeping it. What I have learned and experienced from this job will not amount to anything. I've met the best and the worst souls in this world. Life is too short. It's not worth it. In this world, we don't have to love everything that we do, but we need to find happiness and meaning in most of them, esp. in our professional work. Life is not just about how much you're earning. You can have piles of money, but if you're not living the life you want to live, you won't be able to buy enough things to make up for it.

my heart cries out for this one...

"Hand In My Pocket"

I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah

I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette -- except this one

And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken****
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab