going to existentialistic hell in a handbasket
So recently I began talking to this girl I used to be quite fond of in high school. It's been 4 years and so much has happened in-between and really the only time I ever remember all the stuff I've done in the past few years is when I talk to someone from high school. As I gave her some small advice I started realizing that my quasi-existentialist beliefs were just that...beliefs. I haven't practiced what I've been preaching since I started working as a manager for Giant. I began thinking about how I should really begin trying to figure out what my goals are in life and how I'm to achieve them. Being complacent and living a sedentary life shouldn't work for anyone. I don't know what I want to do with my life or *how but I need to get the ball rolling on something I feel passionate about...whether it be travel, theatre, psychology or something else altogether. I'm ready to leave this place and find out what the world has to offer...and find myself somewhere along the way...
* "Everything has been figured out, except how to live"
- Jean-Paul Satre
* "Everything has been figured out, except how to live"
- Jean-Paul Satre
3 Comments:
You're not passionate about canned goods?
But seriously, yeah, the going back to school is a good idea. Not that there's anything wrong with managing a Giant, but it doesn't seem like the kind of thing you'd want to do for years on end.
Also, there's a joke to be made about saying "quasi-existentialist", but it's too late and I'm tired.
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes. " -- Marcel Proust
the best thing about existentialism is you can be at the peak of your life, at the height of your dreams, at the crux of your achievements, and it can still make you feel like shit. just a thought.
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