I don’t think it’s reasonable to assume that there is a job out there we will always love. I never want to work a job that I hate but I can’t imagine always loving what I do.

I am searching for something I love. I realized I don’t want this career I’m in just a few months ago. I can’t exactly jump ship if I don’t even know which ship I’m jumping into. Over the last few months I’ve explored careers, masters programs, trade schools, jobs. My next step is some informational interviewing and job shadowing. I have put the breaks on this in the last few weeks due to the status of my relationship and serious talk of breaking up and moving back home.

I know that being an immigrant doesn’t mean not having an awesome job. I made that comment in response to what Rose said about the younger generation thinking life is wonderful and all our dreams come true and then real life rears it’s ugly head. I thought maybe I didn’t relate to that because I didn’t grow up with this notion of “follow your passion” because I am an immigrant and in my culture work is work and not “supposed to be” something you enjoy. If it is then great. Of course I’m somewhere in the middle with a healthy dose of “you won’t love every part of your job or every job or every day” but i at least hope to like it more often than not.

My life would be my career, my family, my friends, travel, and a relationship.