Okay so, in the amazing world i live in there has been a change of pace. Now that i am in college i started so see what suites me best. There have been moments where i really can't decide what the heck i want to to with myself. Today and for the past few days i have the strange urge to continue writing the novel i finished on paper, on to the computer. its sort of like a self edit process. the thing is my major is not English and journalism , like i wanted it to be 3 years ago. now its as i had previously said , media editing. This is causing my brain to turn in circles and my heart to ache over the absence of one or the other in my life.
I know that even to me this sounds dramatic but in truth , i think this might be how many people feel when they make them choose an actual career. as children we all wanted maybe to be an ice skating ballerina princess doctor. i know this was my dream. And as the years passed nobody crushed my dream. so then i came to realization (around 6th grade) i couldn't be half of what i wanted to be.
Now as a young adult i realize I'm still fighting with the star that grants wishes. still wishing to be two things that are not only completely unrelated , they are sort of opposites. Also due to this hard hitting reality i remember changing my career path various time up until 11Th grade when i truly found what i was looking for (or so i thought). i am not saying I'm going to drop out or quit, never. I'm just sticking my neck out there and asking if any one of my readers has ever felt the same regardless of age or grade, although you know you can only sorta feel the same if you've felt it in the past.
so in conclusion i want o say that does it seem reasonable that we don't know what we want to do before a certain age, i don't know ,maybe we can blame society for raising us that way . the household where we live contributes to, or dose not knowing to know just make sense if you don't think about it?
from honestly confused,
virginia
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