The prospect of finding a job scares me--not because I'm afraid I won't find one that pays the bills, but because I'm afraid I will end up spending 40+ hours of my week that I don't enjoy personally.
Of course there's something to be said for being in a job "that has an impact" or is "meaningful" to society. But what if I could marry the two: personal enjoyment that also encourages others?
I don't know what I want to do with my life, career wise. But, I do have a list of things I would love to spend time doing--whether I can make them into a career or not remains unknown.
-Write a collection of short stories about my childhood memories before I forget them. (or a whole memoir, if I had the time--not for others to read so much as for my own deconstruction and reflection)
-Make collages. Especially for all my friends.
-Organize people's houses
- Do a sociology research paper on my own time, with no pressure....probably about the urban underclass. Fascinating stuff.
-Own a sandwich shop/cafe/ community meeting space. The food wouldn't be the main point as much as the environment where people could hang out and interact, where I could hold after-hour parties for family, friends, church ministries....
- Learn guitar (okay, that's more of a hobby)
-Clean out peoples houses, resell antiques
-Refurbish dilapidated property to use as party venues
-plan events in general
-have some sort of presence in a high school (not as a teacher per say, but even general office staff...I think it would be an interesting look at the system)
- ministry of some kind
Is it possible that I could have a future doing one of these things? I sure hope so. Because right now, academia and "typical" jobs aren't peaking my interest...not one bit.
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If you ever get a go at that cafe thing, let me know. :)
I know the panicky feeling of not knowing what's ahead of you. But people seem to make out alright, and you have a pretty good idea of things you enjoy doing so I wouldn't sweat it too much.
I would frequent your cafe, by the way.
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