For eight years I had gotten used to preparing for the one big day in every year up to the July of 2011. This year is different, very different...no longer will I work towards this big event that use to be the center of my focus from the beginning of the year to the end of July. For the first time in eight years...its gone.
Well, I have moved from my little bachelor flat that I use to complain about to a one bedroom that still needs unpacking. One would think I just moved in over the weekend but yet its been a week or two now since my move. I am much happier here even though I haven't found my energy nor interest to stand up and unpack. This place is much better that where I was, at-least here I cant complain much about the pests that I was sharing the previous flat with, now I am able to disappear into my room; shut the door and not see the roaches at the kitchen whilst sitting or relaxing on my bed. I must say - I am really pleased with this step I have taken (that might just be the only good thing and not so complicated like the rest in my life that I am happy about). Rent, that’s another story.
The new job thus far is a drag and am starting to question myself whether which counts more...do I look at my current situation and consider my happiness or do I just continue at this whilst unhappy because it pays the bills? When is it a rational decision or more appropriate for me to act? Am I or will I be irrational if I were to throw a towel with no plan at hand?...Am I asking questions that I already posses answers to? I don't know.
There are other changes since my new job, move to new flat and etc. I have some how been feeling some skewed emotions and thoughts that are tapping hard in my brain about myself and where I am today.
For now, know this...July has passed and brought a lot of changes after it.
Well, I have moved from my little bachelor flat that I use to complain about to a one bedroom that still needs unpacking. One would think I just moved in over the weekend but yet its been a week or two now since my move. I am much happier here even though I haven't found my energy nor interest to stand up and unpack. This place is much better that where I was, at-least here I cant complain much about the pests that I was sharing the previous flat with, now I am able to disappear into my room; shut the door and not see the roaches at the kitchen whilst sitting or relaxing on my bed. I must say - I am really pleased with this step I have taken (that might just be the only good thing and not so complicated like the rest in my life that I am happy about). Rent, that’s another story.
The new job thus far is a drag and am starting to question myself whether which counts more...do I look at my current situation and consider my happiness or do I just continue at this whilst unhappy because it pays the bills? When is it a rational decision or more appropriate for me to act? Am I or will I be irrational if I were to throw a towel with no plan at hand?...Am I asking questions that I already posses answers to? I don't know.
There are other changes since my new job, move to new flat and etc. I have some how been feeling some skewed emotions and thoughts that are tapping hard in my brain about myself and where I am today.
For now, know this...July has passed and brought a lot of changes after it.
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