I was recently talking to my friends about what I want to do with my life. To be honest, I still have no answer for that question. I’m not too concerned about it because the people who have been here before all say the same thing: you just keep saying yes to opportunities until you fall into your destiny. That gives me enough comfort to do away with the dread I felt post grad entering the workforce. I’m convinced that I don’t have to have it all figured out, so I’m cool with that. What I am not cool with is the fact that I am a hypocrite.
Just a couple of weeks ago, my friend’s baby sister was in town. She’s about to graduate from college and become a big girl in the “real world”. I was just in her shoes not too long ago so she asked me for some advice and you know what I told her? I told her that she didn’t need to worry about finding a job because that is inevitable as long as she does her due diligence. I told her that what she really needed to be concerned about would happen after she graduated and got hired and there weren’t anymore electives to take. I warned her that she would become unhappy, stagnant, and bored with her life if she didn’t take it upon herself to consistently do things that bring her joy. When you aren’t in school, no one cares about making sure you are a well-rounded individual. No one cares about your work life balance. No one will force you to devote time to your passions. It’s all on you. And that is why I am a hypocrite.
I gave her a bunch of advice that I wasn’t taking. Since I’ve been working my big girl job, I’ve slowly but surely gotten caught up on the hamster wheel of corporate life and let my dreams and passions fall to the wayside. The things I love to do have taken a serious backseat to the things I have to do. As easy as it is for this to happen, I’ve got to stop it now. I can’t lose my zest at the ripe age of 25. I’m just getting started.
Maybe that’s why I haven’t been blogging as much. I have struggled to find things to say because I’ve been uninspired. I’ve felt like the things I have to say aren’t valid and aren’t worth it. Well, it’s time to sing a new song. The kid is back. In the words of my good friend Umoh, “It’s time to come alive!”