have freedom away from my job

But I suppose I find that I really don’t want to give this up!

I’m always telling myself to stop and smell the flowers a bit, to not get so indulged in whatever’s consuming me, bothering me, or whatever contains all of my happiness.

I was so satisfied with my job, and I still wish I could do that job more than anything else(!), but perhaps it’s a sign to move on and find something that won’t actually consume me like that did.

This is the part where I get to think “now what?”. I’m unemployed (the horror!), but I do love my life and the things that are in it. I feel as if part of my job is to learn to accept my setbacks a bit better. There are days when I’d say that the setbacks are not a big problem at all, and other days when I’d say that they are the thing consuming me. But they cannot consume me, and are not consuming me at the present moment, or ever.

The entire point of keeping this goal is to remind myself that there’s more to life than what’s happening to me and those around me. And I partially believe that I’m fulfilling this goal (in my own way) by dreaming. I’ve learnt to dream about other things, and when I do work again someday, I’m going to make sure that I have something other than that job to think about! (Secretly, I want all others to do the same). : )

Don’t get me wrong, my job was my absolute life and everything around it. It was a great life and I’d do anything to have it back, but only when I stopped doing that work did I realize that I hadn’t known a world outside of it. To be more specific, I thought of computers as the most boring devices on the planet—mostly because I hadn’t a clue how to make them work for me. I could barely check my email without messing up somewhere, typing took forever, and the only thing I’d ever known them for were for researching and typing up analogies on topics I had no interest in because of university.

But since April 22nd of last year, my life was changed and I had to think seriously about what there was in life other than my job, because that job was no more. So I took my brother-in-law’s advice and got my own laptop to learn to play around on, and late last year, I found this website whilst searching out new things to read about. Now I’m actually communicating with people through the internet. Not only that, but piano lessons as a girl helped me pick up typing, I’m thinking. I’m at about 60-70 words per minute that only started from sending e-mails back and forth more prominantly. Pretty good for less than a years’ worth of experience—or so I’m told!

So now I’m making it a point not to miss out on life again. It’s too short, and at any moment something or someone we love could be whisked away from us. So it’s good to experience and take in all you can given the capabilities. If you’re able to get around, why not see the world? If you’re able to see, why not take in some visual arts or a star-lit sky? If you’re able to hear, go to a symphony and experience sound at its best…And if you have a voice, voice your thoughts and opinions, because no one else will do it for you.

I may have been happy, but I was also doing life all wrong. So now I intend to live the rest of my life to the fullest in every way possible.