05-04-10
Is it strange that I nearly tear up every time I get off the phone with my Daughter, or that everything I do seems so disconnected from who I am or who I want to be? I have no idea who I am or who I want to be, at least not entirely, and everyday is another day to realize my potential, realize my dreams, and live a day that “feels” both productive and satisfying.
We will work until the day we die, to be sure, either for ourselves or someone else, but what we pursue, our “bread and butter”, determines happiness for some and not others. We spend the majority of our lives working, and from one job to the next, is it temporary, is it permanent, did we think we would stay until the day we retired or did we make a mistake, get fired, or simply laid off?
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