So far, the most difficult part of this self-imposed search for direction is the sheer vastness of possibilities.
I have one year of Theatre School and ten years of banking experience - that doesn't particularly qualify me for anything specific, except maybe writing a play about a man that dies, shackled to his desk, in a pool of his own blood that spilled forth from a particularly villanous hang-nail.
What it does mean, is the world is my oyster. I could literally choose anything! At this moment in my life, the career possibilities are endless, and it is an entirely overwhelming thought.
I find myself considering every option. Seriously - every option. I got my hair cut - maybe I would enjoy being a barber? I talked to Kate today - maybe I should be a Manager of Customer Service? I read my book on the bus - maybe a career in publishing or transportation? I had lunch with Scott - maybe I should go into Hotel Management or oyster farming?
So clearly, step one of my journey is going to be narrowing my focus, somehow. I need to discover what motivates and inspires me. What do I find rewarding and satisfying, captivating and interesting? What do I want to do?
What do I want to do?
Such a big question.
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