So about once a year I go through a phase where I wonder, why am I doing what I am doing in this moment in time… how did I get here, where did my path go off track or is it on track? Am I happy with where I am or is the grass greener on that side of the road etc
I am going through one of those phases now and I feel it’s the major factor causing my writer’s block (this hasn’t dissipated since my last post 😦 ). Can I even write or am I just kidding myself? Why cant I think of what to say? Why haven’t I written a novel yet? The thoughts go on….
Then I sit at my desk while I work at my 8:30 to 5 job and wonder why I am doing insurance, wasn’t this only a temporary job back in 2007…. 11 years later it suddenly appears to be a bit more permanent than first thought! What about my uni degree? Am I even interested in psychology or business law and international relations anymore? Probably not or I would have followed that path I dare say however deep down something still resonates with the idea of psychology.
Then I think of all the things I am currently such as a mum, wife, daughter, sister, house cleaner, cook, baby chauffeur, friend, blogger, avid book reader, part-time writer, underwriter….. which is an achievement in itself… all those things could be fulltime jobs on their own… so I am taking deep breathes… giving myself time to find what I want to do and setting myself a goal that by the end of the year I will have focused my energies on where my future work lies
Breathe in, breathe out…