Deep Thoughts.
I don't know what I want to do with my life anymore.
I don't think I ever want to get married and have kids. I think I want to wander the earth, sad and lonely... a lot like the Incredible Hulk, but less awesome.
I can travel and write. I don't know what I'd write, most likely a journal, and then publish it. After I make money off the book (which, because of my great publicity would be flying off the shelves), I'll give the money to some really good organizations to help poor and sick people all over the world. Then I can move to some remote location (after a huge party with my family), look up into the sky, and tell God I'm ready.
Because for reals, life is SO much work. Even for slackers, there is a little bit of effort in lifting each potato chip.
I'm tired of working 24 hours a day. I need to find something that makes me truly happy, and do that. I keep convincing myself that grad school is the answer to that, but I doubt it. I'll still be in this job (which, don't get me wrong, I love), getting paid alright for someone straight out of college, but not if you want to do anything huge with your life... I just....
I just don't know anymore.
I've been putting SO much work into my life, and I'm not really seeing any results (besides the fact that I'm still alive). As of right now, the only thing that really makes me happy is my family. I used to stay away from them a lot when I was in college, but now I realize they're pretty much all I have.
But right now, I don't want to be here at work. I feel stagnant. I feel like I'm staring at a brick wall and there's nothing really good on the other side.
I feel like I'm walking in circles, like on the Flintstones where the same background loops over and over and over.... like my life is pretty much on a loop and I go through so many low lows, cycling up to mediocre "highs"... even the "high" points in my life are pretty lame. Nothing really to show for myself.
Again, I'm going back to the same "It's A Wonderful Life" thought... but nevermind.
I'm done.
I don't think I ever want to get married and have kids. I think I want to wander the earth, sad and lonely... a lot like the Incredible Hulk, but less awesome.
I can travel and write. I don't know what I'd write, most likely a journal, and then publish it. After I make money off the book (which, because of my great publicity would be flying off the shelves), I'll give the money to some really good organizations to help poor and sick people all over the world. Then I can move to some remote location (after a huge party with my family), look up into the sky, and tell God I'm ready.
Because for reals, life is SO much work. Even for slackers, there is a little bit of effort in lifting each potato chip.
I'm tired of working 24 hours a day. I need to find something that makes me truly happy, and do that. I keep convincing myself that grad school is the answer to that, but I doubt it. I'll still be in this job (which, don't get me wrong, I love), getting paid alright for someone straight out of college, but not if you want to do anything huge with your life... I just....
I just don't know anymore.
I've been putting SO much work into my life, and I'm not really seeing any results (besides the fact that I'm still alive). As of right now, the only thing that really makes me happy is my family. I used to stay away from them a lot when I was in college, but now I realize they're pretty much all I have.
But right now, I don't want to be here at work. I feel stagnant. I feel like I'm staring at a brick wall and there's nothing really good on the other side.
I feel like I'm walking in circles, like on the Flintstones where the same background loops over and over and over.... like my life is pretty much on a loop and I go through so many low lows, cycling up to mediocre "highs"... even the "high" points in my life are pretty lame. Nothing really to show for myself.
Again, I'm going back to the same "It's A Wonderful Life" thought... but nevermind.
I'm done.