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I've recently reached one of those crossroads in life, where ideas and thoughts for how I will continue on from here are abound in my mind nearly every moment of the day. I can't say that I don't give serious thought to my future, for I do, with great resolve. It's not that I want all of those options to appear unsatisfying to me, yet the further I invest my interests in them, that's just the.. reality of how things turn out.
One of the greatest film morals I've ever encountered is in Office Space, how after all the misery that Peter endured throughout the film working a typical desk job he ended up finding true happiness and contentment doing something simple and enduring by being a construction worker. For all my life since, that's strongly echoed with me and is something which I, after having exhausted all of my other options, realize is one of my true callings -- not construction work per se, but something different, something left-field and unexpected.
I imagine after I graduate college next year just one day suspending my overactive mind, and proceeding to follow my irrational fundamental impulses. I feel that I would seize an opportunity to do something like joining some shipping company and from that day forward I would spend my days unthinkingly on the ocean doing some exotic job like that. I imagine that is what would make me the happiest, though I'm not sure I can articulate what I'm experiencing fully.
Can anyone relate to me? Is this an experience others have felt or acted upon? I simply feel out of this era, and loyal to an age which is long-gone and past. i sort of want to just get away, and do something wild and romantic that would make me feel at one with the world and really lead a unique life.. |