Gasp!! Two posts in one day! And I haven’t been writing for a full month! Well now, I’ve got to take advantage of the fact that today I have a half a day off, so I might as well write something for my ghostly readers. Well I would LOVE to write a review, unfortunately, I think it would take too damn long, and I need to submerge my brain in some mindless Korean drama before I go back to slavery tomorrow (who knew that I would be selling my own soul to —– myself?!!).
These past few months as an “entreprenuer” (I really hesitate to use this noun too liberally) has led me to once again review my life’s goals. Throughout my life, I am an easily discontented person, going round in circles to find fulfilment, and asking myself what is the meaning of my life. It is this discontentment, and my burden of great expectations that there is something great waiting for me that I have jumped (suicidally, some might say) out of the rat race. Mindlessly going to my 9 am- 6pm job Mondays - Fridays, enjoying my nights and weekends off, with a good pay and relatively good working environment seemed quite pointless to me after 5 years. Is there all there is to life? I think. Is this what is going to happen for the next 30, or God willing, next 50 years until the day I die and meet my Lord and Maker? Something was missing and I don’t know what the hell it was.
It could be a very nice weekend off with my parents, or friends, and suddenly I would be struck by a sickening feeling like “What in the world am I doing? Am I wasting my life away? Is this IT?” - and this was happening with an alarming frequency. The fact that I was happily married, had great friends and family, did not do much to assuage this feeling. What is my purpose in life? Is there more? Or am I simply bored out of my mind and need a change of environment?
Obviously 3 months down the road - having my own business, and suffering from zero social life, and the stress of meeting endless sales targets - that it is not the answer I was looking for. One thing’s for certain though - I will go NUTS doing this for the next 30 - 50 years. Now I miss the mindless stability, the free time, the rest, that came from being a rat. Sometimes I really hate myself - what do I really want out of life? What are my life’s goals? How can I be fulfilled - will I ever be fulfilled? When is enough really enough? Will a baby change things? Do I need a closer relationship with God?
Amazing, I am coming to 31 and still so screwed up - maybe I named the blog correctly afterall…