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I'm thinking a lot about my future lately. I like who I am as a person and I'm fairly pleased with my personal life, but feel lost when I ask myself "What do I want to do with my life?" I turn thirty this year, so it's time to start deciding.
I've had the same job for six years. There was a time where I felt completely satisfied working there and thought I would stay until retirenment. But now I'm starting to feel like there should be something more to life.
Most of my co-workers were already working there when I started. I like them all and have carved out my own role in the group. I've felt challenged by the goals and have contributed a lot to reaching them. It felt really great as a team to win the Business of the Year award together.
But lately, I feel increasingly uninspired and bored with my job. It's the same tasks, the same market, the same customers. I don't get to learn new things. I feel that my job often flies under the radar; boss leaves me alone except for the proverbial pat on the back every few weeks.
I kind of feel like all those years I spent at university were pointless. I didn't study anything useful and I don't exactly need my achademic training to do my job. At first this was bliss to me; to have a "mundane" job; to not have to think too hard, but now I realise it comes with a price.
I feel like my brain is "out of shape", just like you can be out of shape physically. I habitually use the calculator instead of counting, I've read about five books in the last five years and I can't concentrate on anything for more than five minutes at a time.
I have no ambition for anything. The weeks sort of melt into each other.
On the other hand; it's a secure position (employed by the city), it pays fairly well and within a year it will be very close to my home. Plus, these days you're lucky just to have a job.
Still, I entertain these fantasies about having some exciting job, doing something important, something creative and inspiring.
But I haven't got the education nor the skills to do anything like that. If someone invented the time machine, I'd steal it to go back ten years and stop myself from taking Philosophy. Seriously, nothing good can come from being a Philosophy major. XD
I've had the same job for six years. There was a time where I felt completely satisfied working there and thought I would stay until retirenment. But now I'm starting to feel like there should be something more to life.
Most of my co-workers were already working there when I started. I like them all and have carved out my own role in the group. I've felt challenged by the goals and have contributed a lot to reaching them. It felt really great as a team to win the Business of the Year award together.
But lately, I feel increasingly uninspired and bored with my job. It's the same tasks, the same market, the same customers. I don't get to learn new things. I feel that my job often flies under the radar; boss leaves me alone except for the proverbial pat on the back every few weeks.
I kind of feel like all those years I spent at university were pointless. I didn't study anything useful and I don't exactly need my achademic training to do my job. At first this was bliss to me; to have a "mundane" job; to not have to think too hard, but now I realise it comes with a price.
I feel like my brain is "out of shape", just like you can be out of shape physically. I habitually use the calculator instead of counting, I've read about five books in the last five years and I can't concentrate on anything for more than five minutes at a time.
I have no ambition for anything. The weeks sort of melt into each other.
On the other hand; it's a secure position (employed by the city), it pays fairly well and within a year it will be very close to my home. Plus, these days you're lucky just to have a job.
Still, I entertain these fantasies about having some exciting job, doing something important, something creative and inspiring.
But I haven't got the education nor the skills to do anything like that. If someone invented the time machine, I'd steal it to go back ten years and stop myself from taking Philosophy. Seriously, nothing good can come from being a Philosophy major. XD
