So back in September I wondered about a new film, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, based on an old short story I had to read in high school and that has stuck with me since.
So, here I am. Exactly how I was four years... seven years ago... and all the years before that. I have dabbled in SO many things, but I have nothing to show for it. I am an expert in a few of them, but nothing that can be turned into a career. So, here I am.
I have to decide now. My own sort of "The Road Not Taken". (Oh, crikey... just in researching that reference I found this article, the story behind the poem. Well, that's depressing.)
- • Should I pursue graduate studies in archaeology?
- • Should I pursue graduate studies in ecology?
- • Can I even get into grad' school? Can I even afford grad' school??
- • Should I continue the hopeless search for a job as a social sciences research assistant?
...oh, wait, no; I just found a definition for that job title, and it turns out I've been looking for the wrong job. Yay. So, um... the job I want probably doesn't even exist. Double Yay. - • Should I just try to find an office job working for, ideally, an environmental or social justice organization that I support?
- • Or should I just continue what I've been doing and find whatever-the-hell comes along and do that for a few years until I'm miserable again and start this whole cycle all over again?
Decisions... Decisions...