I have been thinking on what I should be doing in my life… I have always been worried of what’s going to happen tomorrow, next week, next month… next year… I always consider the things I have on hand… When I was younger, way way younger… I envisioned myself to be successful at 25. I pictured myself in expensive clothes, driving a classy car and earning a lot of money. When I was in college, I was still optimistic, but when I finished college, I got realistic. My meager salary is just enough to survive. No extra cent to make me enjoy life. I then moved to another company where the pay is better but what you’ve learned in college is insignificant. All those years of going to school and keeping myself sane in the midst of exams, papers, reports, productions, etc… etc… down the drain. Life indeed is very ironic.
Once upon a time, I dreamt of having a life full of flowers and color. Now, I’m just wondering how I’ll be able to make my current job a better career. Don’t get me wrong, I like my current job. It might be poles apart from what I was imagined but I am enjoying it plus it pays well. I get to pay my own bills and go out whenever I want to. I enjoy the independent life but then there comes a day wherein you’re not doing anything and you get to think of what have you been doing all these years. You start to wonder if it’s all worth it. Is this what you really want to do for the rest of your life? Then, depression comes in…
