Growing up sucks. I guess I never anticipated how different life would be after graduation. Working full time is so draining that I feel like I have no more energy left at the end of the day. I feel like I'm busting my ass just so I can put a roof over my head, food in my stomach, gas in my car, etc. Post graduation, it just seems like all my decisions have been made around making money and supporting myself. I find myself applying to biotech/research jobs because I know they pay more than teaching. So what about teaching? What happened to that? I guess I never noticed how much money is an issue until now. A part of me just want to follow the traditional route of graduating from college, go to med school, find a job, and just live a slow, stable, normal life. Yet, slowly, I feel like I'm drifting further and further away from my plans. To tell you the truth, I don't even know what the plan is anymore. Another part of me just want to go somewhere on my own for a bit, do a little bit of teaching, a little bit of art, a little bit of everything. Yup...the life of a bum. Kind of appealing doesn't it? The adventurous and unglamorous life.
Gawd, I have so many burning desires right now that it hurts. Sometimes it's hard to see the big picture of everything when I'm so preoccupied with what is right before me.
Ah, the fucking reality of growing up.
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