As I’ve often mentioned, I don’t work a standard 9-5 Monday through Friday. My work week begins today. I have to be there in about two and a half hours. I considered briefly the idea of going for a run right now, but a sore throat is making itself known.
The best thing about my job is getting to wake up gradually most days. Sure, I work the odd 4am or 730am shift, but the average day there is no horrible noise emanating from my clock-radio.
I don’t know what I’m getting at.
I have blonde hair now.
I’m so excited to move.
I like packing.
I like unpacking.
My need for change is satisfied my hair colour changes, as well as new homes. But it’s probable that two months from now I’ll be back to feeling stuck and in need of another boost to life. What will it mean then? Another new guy? That’s not original considering my recent dating history.
How come I can never settle into my life? I always want more. I want different. I’m jumpy. I’m never quite comfortable.
Despite the economy and the media collapsing upon itself, I do want to see where my career can take me especially out of province. I’ll probably come back to BC afterward, but I don’t know.
I am 27 years old and I really don’t know what I want to be. Where am I going? Am I just pursuing change in order to deal with my lack of goals?