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coalescentIt's starting to sink in that I'm not a student any more. It's not all the way there yet, but I'm starting to realise that I have to get a job - as in, actually understand that fact. And you know what? It scares the hell out of me. I really, really don't want to.
But, of course, I really really don't want to live at home for too long, either, and not just because my brother is driving me up the wall, 'cause he'll be off back to university in a month or so. I just don't want to be dependent; it's nice right now, and probably will be for the next few months, but I want there to be something else in sight.
I think most of the antipathy towards the job thing is not really knowing what I want to do. Despite saying "yes, I'm going to apply for science writing/editing/publishing jobs", that's as much because they're the only thing I can think of as it is because they're something I want to do. I mean, I think I probably would enjoy that sort of work; it's just not a burning desire in any way.
(If anyone can think of anything I'd be better suited to, now's the time to say)
And do I hold out for the right job, or swallow my pride and get something to keep me going whilst I look for the right job? And where is this job going to be? Am I going to end up on my own somewhere, having to make a whole new set of friends.
It's a big scary world out there, Hobbes.
So, there you go. That's what's been on my mind these past couple of days.
But, of course, I really really don't want to live at home for too long, either, and not just because my brother is driving me up the wall, 'cause he'll be off back to university in a month or so. I just don't want to be dependent; it's nice right now, and probably will be for the next few months, but I want there to be something else in sight.
I think most of the antipathy towards the job thing is not really knowing what I want to do. Despite saying "yes, I'm going to apply for science writing/editing/publishing jobs", that's as much because they're the only thing I can think of as it is because they're something I want to do. I mean, I think I probably would enjoy that sort of work; it's just not a burning desire in any way.
(If anyone can think of anything I'd be better suited to, now's the time to say)
And do I hold out for the right job, or swallow my pride and get something to keep me going whilst I look for the right job? And where is this job going to be? Am I going to end up on my own somewhere, having to make a whole new set of friends.
It's a big scary world out there, Hobbes.
So, there you go. That's what's been on my mind these past couple of days.
