In many ways, picking a vocation is a fool's errand: we choose paths that we've never seen, walk down roads we can never return, and at the end of the day, nothing is ever as we expected it to be. It's funny, at the time of writing this I'm currently employed as a graphic designer, yet it seems almost impossible to describe my future in a visual sense. All that I get is a feeling, a sensation so sublime and settled that I know for sure that one day I'll get there, but I don't know how.
My goals are to get a house, and a family, but those may change as time goes on. I don't have any right to know. I want to be happy, but that's all anyone ever wants, right? Is that enough? Maybe it isn't. But it's all I've got. |