More Than Ever

November 22, 2008

There are only a few people (my age) I personally know who are on their way to living their dreams. As far as I can gather, it wasn’t an easy ride. There is something about Dreams—the more you want it, the harder it is to get. Twenty years old is a good age to start doing the things you love. It’s better if you’re far away from the starting point.

 

I wasted four years living up to expectations and taking the most convenient way. I thought that Law is the best option for me, because I know that it’s a profession that suits my intellect and personality and would give me a lot of opportunities to earn. Eventually I lost interest in Law because studying Political Science was not as inspiring as I hoped. It just wasn’t the thing for me—period. I don’t have a sense of justice, a reverence for the law, nor do I care much about other people’s problems. If I just do it for the money and the success, who am I kidding? I must love what I do, otherwise my life wouldn’t mean a pile of shit.

 

I take pride in the fact that I know exactly what I want and being a  lawyer is not one of these things, not anymore.

 

So this is what I’m telling myself: after I graduate, I will pursue what I love doing the most. I’m not courageous or stupid enough to run after it and leave everything behind. This just means that every step I take will bring me closer to my goal. I know exactly what I want and I have an idea of what I to do to get it.