An interviewer asked me recently if I could have any job in the world, money not a consideration, what would I like to be doing? The fact is, I don't know. When I started design school, I thought I wanted to be a designer. I loved playing on the computer, making web sites and learning new code. I still do, I just hate doing it for other people. They ruin the fun of it for me. They make it a chore. It's not design anymore, it's just churning out crap. The best job I've had so far was the production artist gig at the screenprinter (before they really started going downhill). It didn't pay enough to live on, however.
I wish I could find out what it is that I am passionate about. Marcus has and I'm a little jealous. I was reading on some site last week that if you find your passion, the money will come. Great. The fact is right now I'm stuck. I'm angry. I'm cynical. I'm jaded.
I hope I figure it out soon, though. I'm tired of spinning my wheels or driving in reverse. If I have the good fortune of living to 80 or beyond, my life is only half over. I'd really like to enjoy the time I have left on this planet, not dread it.
I wish I could find out what it is that I am passionate about. Marcus has and I'm a little jealous. I was reading on some site last week that if you find your passion, the money will come. Great. The fact is right now I'm stuck. I'm angry. I'm cynical. I'm jaded.
I hope I figure it out soon, though. I'm tired of spinning my wheels or driving in reverse. If I have the good fortune of living to 80 or beyond, my life is only half over. I'd really like to enjoy the time I have left on this planet, not dread it.