Sometimes too much of a good thing is not necessarily a blessing. For as long as I can remember, I've done exactly what I wanted. Move to the city I've been wanting to move to, went to the school that I was convinced will provide the career of my life, bought a car, went travelling to exotic places beyond the imagination of others...
Hey guys, guess what? Anything is possible. Whatever we want, we can get.
The only catch to that is precisely that there is a catch. It is always a trade off. Why not? Surely if you dedicate all your time to something you want, your efforts will eventually bear fruit. Only a matter of time and continuous dedication. Do you agree or am I just talking like the spoilt brat that I am?
Anywho this is my perception of the world at this very moment (might change tomorrow...or in the next second, it's me we're talking about after all.) For all that I have decided to do, it is not without sacrifices. But mmm I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. What sacrifices have I made, really?
My point is anyways that if we keep working at it, something's got to give. It is only when we lose our goal that we begin to settle for mediocrity.
So then assuming that with all the hard work and dedication we get what we want, it is not guranteed that we will be happy with what we've gotten. After all are aspirations not just an image we have in our head? We think it will be like this or that, we start off with a fantasy and we all know fantasy is usually far from reality.
The reason I'm questioning this today is because I'm trying to make a decision. One that will dictate a year of my life, maybe more. It is time for me to put words into action. For years I've been talking about a career in International Development. Of how I want to be a crisis interventionist in an exotic country, fighting for human rights and the welfare of others.
I am half way through being 27 years old. If I do not do this now, soon I will get to the place of acceptance. When that time comes, I will be ready to give up my ideals for the stability of a routined life. I would want to, I think? lol right? err...that time will come, right?? By routine I mean a life of responsibilities, a life where I am comitted to living in one place for the rest of my lfe.
That time will come but it is not now. With each passing year, I am getting closer to that time but that is not my battle right now.
Hey guys, guess what? Anything is possible. Whatever we want, we can get.
The only catch to that is precisely that there is a catch. It is always a trade off. Why not? Surely if you dedicate all your time to something you want, your efforts will eventually bear fruit. Only a matter of time and continuous dedication. Do you agree or am I just talking like the spoilt brat that I am?
Anywho this is my perception of the world at this very moment (might change tomorrow...or in the next second, it's me we're talking about after all.) For all that I have decided to do, it is not without sacrifices. But mmm I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. What sacrifices have I made, really?
My point is anyways that if we keep working at it, something's got to give. It is only when we lose our goal that we begin to settle for mediocrity.
So then assuming that with all the hard work and dedication we get what we want, it is not guranteed that we will be happy with what we've gotten. After all are aspirations not just an image we have in our head? We think it will be like this or that, we start off with a fantasy and we all know fantasy is usually far from reality.
The reason I'm questioning this today is because I'm trying to make a decision. One that will dictate a year of my life, maybe more. It is time for me to put words into action. For years I've been talking about a career in International Development. Of how I want to be a crisis interventionist in an exotic country, fighting for human rights and the welfare of others.
I am half way through being 27 years old. If I do not do this now, soon I will get to the place of acceptance. When that time comes, I will be ready to give up my ideals for the stability of a routined life. I would want to, I think? lol right? err...that time will come, right?? By routine I mean a life of responsibilities, a life where I am comitted to living in one place for the rest of my lfe.
That time will come but it is not now. With each passing year, I am getting closer to that time but that is not my battle right now.
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