So I worked really hard to get there. I did everything I could to learn what to do and everything within my power to figure out how to get there. That little idea took me a long way from home and a long time to figure out. But even with the effort I put in, I never quite made it. I got comfortably sidetracked with decent jobs that were related but not nearly the same thing.
Now I find myself in a quandary that I haven't experienced for a long time. See, I keep thinking about what I'm going to do with the rest of my life and the strange thing is, I don't know anymore. Things haven't quite turned out the way I'd hoped with my current goals and opportunities. I'm sticking with it for the time being, but I'm just not sure about the long-term potential for satisfaction. The truly difficult part for me to accept is that my goal became my expertise. My whole life for the past thirteen years has been driven by that single directive and after a lot of thinking I've found that I just don't want to do that anymore. It's hard to pinpoint exactly why. One major reason is that things aren't the same. What I wanted to do 8, 9, 10 years ago has completely reinvented itself many times over and I've lost track of the skills.
So what do you do when you the path you've taken has come to what seems like a dead end? It would kill me to turn around and go back. I'm all about trudging forward. But I don't know where to go anymore. I don't know what I want. I don't really know who I am like I once did. It's been a long time since I didn't know what I wanted to be when I grew up. When you're 14, you know you have your whole life ahead of you to figure it out. At 34, you don't have that luxury anymore.
This entry was inspired by a long-forgotten song that came up on the iPod today. It's by a long-forgotten band, The Gin Blossoms and it's called "29".
Time won't stand by forever if I know it's true
And I've learned not to say never
Or else I'll seem the fool
Twenty-nine you'd think I'd know better
Living like a kid
When my lies may seem less than clever
Is when I fall for it
Only time will tell if wishing wells
Can bring us anything
Or fade like scenes from childhood dreams
Forgotten memories
Some rides don't have much of a finish
That's the ride I took
Through good and bad and straight through indifference
Without a second look
There's no intentions worthy of mention
If we never try
So hang your hopes on rusted-out hinges
Take 'em for a ride
Only time will tell if wishing wells
Can bring us anything
Or fade like scenes from childhood dreams
Forgotten memories
Only time will tell...