29.11.06
been reading Bill Bryson's Walkabout.
same old same old.
here's a post i forgot to...erm..post...
23/11
...the thought of moving out of home for the first time gradually seeped into daily conversations and is sinking into the subconscious mind.
where to go? can i afford it? what does this mean about where my life is headed? does anything change? what is the point?
all very naive questions, since for most of you that are no longer living at home, moving out is not a really big deal. you did it when you were 17 or 18. nothing special, it's been years! but for someone who has had the privilege of sticking around at home, the thought is a little frightening.
where is my life headed? is that even relevant?
a girl sits in the driver's seat of a car at sunset, shifting gears. the dutiful machine responds, gliding along smoothly. the road is created at the contact points of the tyres against the ground. each turn she makes from now will lead her closer to some things, further from some...she realises she will not have it all. at least not all at once.
what does it mean to head towards the path of glory? a lifetime of meaningful chasing after a dream unlikely to become real? or settling into a path of relative comfort and letting the proverbial porcelain vase collect dust for the years to come?
i cannot tell which way it should go. but it's not very healthy i should go questioning myself quite so often about this. it spells uncertainty and a failure to commit. that is not healthy. successful people in that field has begun to make me quite jealous. or frustrated. uneasy. knowing i only have so much time left.
I reckon if you can live at home, as in if you are able to and welcomed to, you should do so for as long as possible, or at least until you are ready and certain about the move, with little doubts or hesitations. It's tough these days and if you don't have to move out, it seems a bit foolish, unless you absolutely cannot stand your family or live under a destructive roof then of course that's another story. Truth be told, if I didn't get booted out of mine, I'd still prefer to live with my mom, I only moved out because I had no options, and you really miss a lot of the things you once took for granted.
As for the topic towards the end, you know where I stand on that, we had a nice chat about it not long ago.
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same old same old.
here's a post i forgot to...erm..post...
23/11
...the thought of moving out of home for the first time gradually seeped into daily conversations and is sinking into the subconscious mind.
where to go? can i afford it? what does this mean about where my life is headed? does anything change? what is the point?
all very naive questions, since for most of you that are no longer living at home, moving out is not a really big deal. you did it when you were 17 or 18. nothing special, it's been years! but for someone who has had the privilege of sticking around at home, the thought is a little frightening.
where is my life headed? is that even relevant?
a girl sits in the driver's seat of a car at sunset, shifting gears. the dutiful machine responds, gliding along smoothly. the road is created at the contact points of the tyres against the ground. each turn she makes from now will lead her closer to some things, further from some...she realises she will not have it all. at least not all at once.
what does it mean to head towards the path of glory? a lifetime of meaningful chasing after a dream unlikely to become real? or settling into a path of relative comfort and letting the proverbial porcelain vase collect dust for the years to come?
i cannot tell which way it should go. but it's not very healthy i should go questioning myself quite so often about this. it spells uncertainty and a failure to commit. that is not healthy. successful people in that field has begun to make me quite jealous. or frustrated. uneasy. knowing i only have so much time left.
I reckon if you can live at home, as in if you are able to and welcomed to, you should do so for as long as possible, or at least until you are ready and certain about the move, with little doubts or hesitations. It's tough these days and if you don't have to move out, it seems a bit foolish, unless you absolutely cannot stand your family or live under a destructive roof then of course that's another story. Truth be told, if I didn't get booted out of mine, I'd still prefer to live with my mom, I only moved out because I had no options, and you really miss a lot of the things you once took for granted.
As for the topic towards the end, you know where I stand on that, we had a nice chat about it not long ago.
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