For the first time in such a long time, I realized that the one month that has just passed felt like a long period to me. I’ve always felt that days are just whizzing by me and that I’m not feeling them. I mean, I’m still amazed that it’s almost June, which means half a year has passed since I’m officially not employed by one company. I met with a friend from my previous work this week, and I learnt that if I ever go back with the team, half of the people there would be new to me already. Things, like people, move forward it seems. I can still remember when I would not give up my job for anything else, much less for the no-security world of freelancing.
I’m not having regrets; not yet, at least. I think I’ll only feel that when things go bonkers and can no longer find work (*knock on wood*). I feel that I’m in a good position to make use of my time, and the relative freedom, in a really good way. Somehow, I still can’t strike that balance. Work is still an all-consuming aspect of my life, and although I do enjoy it (certified workhaholic, at your service), I want to do more stuff. I know I have to look at other things in life, and I have a few in my urgently-waiting-for-your-attention list, but I’m still stuck somehow. I understand I have responsibilities, and I don’t mind that they have to be my priority at all times, but I should take advantage of my situation to reach that place where I can be confident that I’m doing things right, in the perspective of living life at its full potential. But do people ever really get there, or does that place even exist? Is it time I get a life coach or something? Or maybe I really just need to go back to the gym, burn out the negative energies, and take that creatine supplements for women, or something.
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