I need a vacation. A permanent one. Which is, I suppose, a different way of saying I need some goddamned change in my life. Of course, that’s an easier thing to accomplish when you have some idea of where you are now and some idea of where you want to be, but I don’t really have a grasp of either. It makes using a gap analysis approach pretty much unworkable. Still, it sure seems like there’s got to be more than this. Comments are open for your suggestions (keep the “pull your head out of your ass” remarks to a minimum, please).
Guaranteed to NOT be among any changes are regularly appearing angsty blog posts. This is merely a depression-driven outlier, and pathetic attempts at humor will return soon. In the meantime, here’s a song to bring the rest of you down as well …
4 years ago
4 comments:
Suggestion #1:
do all the things you wanted to do 20 years ago when you were young and optimistic. Go back 30 years if you have to.
Suggestion #2:
Pay attention to all those people who think you need to get an agent and pursue this writing gig.
20 years ago, I was working in a bike/ski shop in Sun Valley. So you're saying if I hadn't aced my GREs, things would be peachy ... damnit. 30 years ago, I was ... working in a bike shop. Hmm.
WANTED to do. Not DID do.
Back then, those concepts overlapped to some extent.
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