It's been to long since I was a part of the working life. People who work seems to have a purpose and of such they seem less depressive and unhappy. Of course most people who are depressive and unhappy are either those who have fallen for a mid-life crisis or there about, and they usually have a steady job. Still, I feel that when you are working to achieve both an decent income and to earn to life's customs, one become more energetic, more efficient.
This might just be me, but I seem to remember that I gave more, cared more, and bothered more back when I had a few jobs. I miss it really. With the "sabbatical" I've taken this year I feel like I've lost my self a bit along the way. It's really scary, job interviews didn't bother me much, but now I'm actually scared or at least rather nervous. I just hope it goes well, but then again my credentials from this last semester of school isn't the best. It's rather poor I fear...
What if I don't get it? There's always more work to be found. Yet I'm still worried I've been out of the game too long. here I go worrying for nothing, It'll go fine....[Keep telling my self]
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