“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“What are you going to study in college?”
“Oh, you want a career in XYZ?”
“Why do you want to work for this company?”
I have always been chasing my future. The ONE future doing the thing that I am passionate about and love doing, which was long the how-to-build-your-life advice of the day. I’m rethinking this philosophy, ’cause it’s not working for me. Not anymore.
Over coffee a few weeks ago, some friends talked about a blog post entitled: “Screw finding your passion” which suggested that the problem isn’t “passion,” it’s “productivity.”
Like a child on a playground (which was the analogy given in the post), I know what I like doing. Writing. Researching. Crocheting. Drawing. But in order to be even moderately successful at any of those things, I have to do them a lot. A really lot. And right now, I don’t.
As I just realized as I sit here and type, I have been chasing the ONE future that will make me happy. But do I believe there is just one future? I don’t believe in “the ONE” in marriage. I don’t believe in soul mates. I think several people would do and you pick one and work with them. Maybe its the same with futures.