I am looking for a full-time job. In earnest. I am also trying to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life.
I have made one decision...I want to write a book. I already have a general idea on what I want to write about. I had a dream some time ago....I always thought I should write it out. But I never have...until now. I can't write down the concept, but I will be glad to tell you about it, if you would like. It's really neat. When it is finished, I guarantee the warm fuzzies.
Meanwhile, while I am waiting to get on Oprah's Book Club, I will need full-time employment. That's where the mental process comes in.
Generally, I have been seeing employment as a means to an end. The end being a paycheck. Well, I would like to enjoy my job. The question remains, "What would I enjoy?"
I don't know.
"Well, what are you passionate about?"
Huh? Well, nothing, really...
"Don't give me that."
Well, I do enjoy spending time with my friends...
"Yes. You love them, right?"
Of course I do!
"Well, that's a starting point, believe it or not. You like to make a difference in people' s lives, help them out?"
Hmmmmm....not bad, brain.
"Yeah, I know. Sooooo...you probably want a job where you can impact others. Like...work with children, maybe? Senior adults? The poor? Single moms? These are just examples, of course..."
Cool. So...what else?
At that point, my brain started thinking about other things. But there will be more soon.