Let's say you had a job. And you were content, happy with this job. It didnt cause you too much harm. you went to work, day to day, content. Nothing exciting, nothing depressing. Just work. It had good benefits--good retirement, good healthcare...but didnt do much for your soul. But it made sense to stay. It felt comfortable to stay.
But part of you, a big part of you, wants to just quit that job and run out of the building and say HEY WORLD, I'M LOOKING FOR A NEW JOB. I'm looking for something NEW to do! Would you leave the content, happy job, in hopes of finding a really exciting job that makes you want to sing in the streets every day because you are so happy? But what if you quit the content happy job and find yourself broke on the streets, no job? Or worse, In a job much, much worse and then you lost your first job that was happy, content and comfortable and now that is gone because you gave it up in a false hope to be happier....But what if you really thought happiness, more happiness, excitement-perfection...was out there, in a different job?
Would you quit?
"When you get those rare moments of clarity, those flashes when the universe makes sense, you try desperately to hold on to them. They are the life boats for the darker times, when the vastness of it all, the incomprehensible nature of life is completely illusive. So the question becomes, or should have been all a long... What would you do if you knew you only had one day, or one week, or one month to live. What life boat would you grab on to? What secret would you tell? What band would you see? What person would you declare your love to? What wish would you fulfill? What exotic locale would you fly to for coffee? What book would you write?"
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At your age, you damn well better quit - you've got years before you should ever settle for that safe, boring job!
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