Two roads diverged in a wood....
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I had an odd conversation with an old friend last night, who probably knows me better than anyone else. We were having one of our late night chats where I'm barely awake and talking half nonsense. I was telling him how much I missed the Middle East (something I think all those who know me are sick to death of hearing) and he said to me, "At least you have good memories of it. Mine revolve around me being shot at." (He's a Marine who served in Iraq) And the irony was what came out of my mouth and what I was thinking "I'd rather be over there being shot at than here." He of course understood what I meant and then I reminded myself of the fact that I was about to drop $3k to go to Iraq while I was over there....a true testament to my insanity.
But I think that statement about sums up how sick I am of being home and how much I absolutely LOATHE the whole idea of a 9-5. Don't get me wrong, I love my bosses and the people I work with at the law firm, but nine to five will never be me. I just can't do it and what makes it worse is that I feel as though I've sold my soul to the devil....I've become part of the man....the working mass.....and its awful. I don't know how people do it, but I guess its necessary and not quite so awful to many.
*****A break to tear up as I watch a quick thing on Cairo on the Travel Channel*****
And I'm back....I could practically smell the Khan as they went through it....*sigh*
As I was saying....9 to 5.....not me.....definitely not. Which leaves me with the question of what to do next. I keep saying that I'm moving to the Middle East and I'm going to study Arabic, but then what? I could see myself doing humanitarian work or something like that over there.....so long as I'm not stuck in an office =) My mom has suggested becoming a journalist or writing a travel guide or something, but I don't know if I would actually be successful at it. If I got into that I would want to take a different spin on my writing......the journalism aspect would be easy in idea so long as I could get involved in serious reporting, but if I were to become a travel writer I would have to be a little out there.....take people to the places only wack jobs like me want to go....the dangerous, the unusual, the real nitty gritty of the rest of the world....the things Americans NEED to see.
Really, I have no idea, and its something that's been weighing on my mind a lot as of late....or should I say, as usual. We all know I'm always focused on what's next, but I can't help it. And making me think even more lately is the fact that I'm a year away from freedom from academics and then of course all of my summer reading which just gets my mind going here.
Anyway, my blogs are getting boring once again, but I guess that's what happens when you're stuck in the States. Besides soaring gas prices and rude people I have to deal with on my commute, nothing worth writing about is going on.
But I think that statement about sums up how sick I am of being home and how much I absolutely LOATHE the whole idea of a 9-5. Don't get me wrong, I love my bosses and the people I work with at the law firm, but nine to five will never be me. I just can't do it and what makes it worse is that I feel as though I've sold my soul to the devil....I've become part of the man....the working mass.....and its awful. I don't know how people do it, but I guess its necessary and not quite so awful to many.
*****A break to tear up as I watch a quick thing on Cairo on the Travel Channel*****
And I'm back....I could practically smell the Khan as they went through it....*sigh*
As I was saying....9 to 5.....not me.....definitely not. Which leaves me with the question of what to do next. I keep saying that I'm moving to the Middle East and I'm going to study Arabic, but then what? I could see myself doing humanitarian work or something like that over there.....so long as I'm not stuck in an office =) My mom has suggested becoming a journalist or writing a travel guide or something, but I don't know if I would actually be successful at it. If I got into that I would want to take a different spin on my writing......the journalism aspect would be easy in idea so long as I could get involved in serious reporting, but if I were to become a travel writer I would have to be a little out there.....take people to the places only wack jobs like me want to go....the dangerous, the unusual, the real nitty gritty of the rest of the world....the things Americans NEED to see.
Really, I have no idea, and its something that's been weighing on my mind a lot as of late....or should I say, as usual. We all know I'm always focused on what's next, but I can't help it. And making me think even more lately is the fact that I'm a year away from freedom from academics and then of course all of my summer reading which just gets my mind going here.
Anyway, my blogs are getting boring once again, but I guess that's what happens when you're stuck in the States. Besides soaring gas prices and rude people I have to deal with on my commute, nothing worth writing about is going on.
2 comments:
I'm the same way about jobs too - I could never work in an office for the rest of my life.
Hey Julia -
Long time no talk - i saw via fb that you have a blog and i've moved over here so i wanted to check yours out. Anyhow - The 9-5 world is just not for me either.
have you considered the peace corps? From what your post seems like, you might be really great at that. I think with that, you would have a lot of opportunities AFTER to pursue journalism. Also - don't quite rule out the world of Academia - there are a lot of options there as well for you to travel.. perhaps teach english in the middle east??
Just some quick thoughts :)
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