I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again. If I could do this for a living I would do it in a heart beat. I would love to blog right here the rest of my life. I can’t see myself stopping ever at this point. I mean I know that could change my mind but currently I see this blog running parallel to my life for the foreseeable future.
My dream job is blogging plain and simple. If I could travel and blog my whole life, I would be very content. I wish that it was a practical job that I could do but I’m not very good. I don’t really understand how people do it. I’ve written a few “sponsored” posts but I wasn’t paid for them so they don’t really count. I wish that I could open my laptop in a new place every week and just blog about where I was and what I was doing and everything that I thought. Almost like I do now, but I usually wake up in one of two places and I don’t share those places because I’ve already done that- where I go to school and where I’m from.
If I was able I would without a doubt be a full-time blogger and student. I guess you could consider me a full time blogger but I don’t get paid. This is the dream job. Since this is an unattainable dream job I will settle for something similar like blogging for a company or something along the lines of writing. I’m not sure what I want to do, I have meetings with the career center again this week to try and get closer to what that is.
I wish I had an attainable dream job. Like I wish I was one of those people who wanted to be an accountant. Like I could be an accountant minus the fact that I hate math and I don’t like to do it, but I could do it. It would be attainable. There’s something about art fields when you are a mediocre writer and editor that makes everything seem very unattainable. I wish I could sit here and write that I will without a doubt be a writer at some newspaper but nothing about me can say that. I hate conducting interviews and I’m not very good at editing (obviously) so I can’t say I would be an editor somewhere either.
The dream is this, the reality is that I don’t know if this can be an attainable dream. I wish, I really wish that it could be but it doesn’t really make sense. I don’t know what I can see myself doing in the future, which is stressful for me. Like I feel like a lot of people can close their eyes and see themselves in a desk somewhere or out in the field doing something, I just can’t. I close my eyes and I see myself in an apartment blogging. That’s not practical. The dream is impractical.
This is the dream, the dream just really doesn’t agree to make a life for myself. Does this make sense? Does anyone know if I can make this dream reality? Probably not, I mean if you are let me know so I know the secrets. I’m sure it’s not a matter of luck and it takes a lot of hard work, which I like to think that I put into this. I don’t know. I’m just thinking out in writing. It’s not the practical dream but it’s the dream and I keep saying that because that’s how I feel. We all know about how I like to write my feelings.
What’s your dream job? Any ideas I can steal from anyone? Probably not. I’m being too negative because I’m letting other frustrations in my life affect my ability to see that my future is bright (oh dear Lord, I hope so) and I apologize for that. Stay safe if you live in snowy areas, I know it was bad here this past weekend so be safe!