Career Ramblings

What do I want to be when I grow up? That is a strange and wierd question to be asking myself at the age of 23. What is stranger? My answer - I have no idea. But only recently have I learned that it is okay. What is this so called - You must be doing this by this age, be set in a career by this age, putting money into your 401 K and have this amount by this age, own property and be able to sew buttons by this age. It's ludicrious. It's a myth - the myth of your twenties. I cannot truly imagine myself at a job for 20 + years. Can you? Showing up to the same shit everyday until it becomes routine, until it is no longer the job you go to but who you are. Granted, maybe there is a certain formular to success for the majority of people, but they are sheep, meer sheep and I want to be that happy dog running about and sniffing this, that and everything else.

Right now, I realize I'm good at creation and destruction. These two hands can do a lot. I'm looking into massage thearapy. It doesn't end there. I want to personally train people, set up nutrition programs and give people the tools to create better lives. Maybe I'll have my own gym someday. It's an interest, so why not pursue it. My degree from GW is not just insurance, it is a credential. I love to write and I feel like I can do that just as well as anyone else. SO maybe I can pursue something in that area.

What I do know, is that I do not know. And that is okay. The success will come. I think I work too hard for it not to come.


So in other news there is a girl that likes me and I really like her. She's something else. I really have never met anyone like her.