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Not that I ever thought of pushing decisions about the rest of my life ’till I hit 30. In 14 days I turn 25, and in less than 4 months I will graduate. So what I do in the next 5 years will be defining for the rest of my life. It feels very frightening and also thrilling at the same time. I can reach for anything – the stars. But do I want the moon? Decisions, decisions..
I created a Pages document, listing what I want in life. But when it comes to a job, what do I want? First of all, I don’t want anything that feels like a job. I wanna do my thing for 70 hours a week rather than 37. I wanna do something that gives me goosebumps (the good ones). At the same time, I have a hard time picturing myself in a job. I mean, what can I really do? I have studied since 2007, but what did I really learn?
I might be a bit disillusioned at the moment, but I don’t have a clear gut feeling pointing me in a specific direction. I know that I wanna do something with words, something where I meet/interact a lot with people. I don’t 100 % feel like becoming a magazine journalist at the moment. Maybe it’s just because my thesis is feeling like a huge mountain I have to climb, and landing a mag journo job probably is even a bigger accomplishment.
I wish I just knew what I wanted to do. Agh! Have you ever felt like that?