The long and the short of it is this: I am a twenty something that works for a large company. I have a cubicle, a 401k, and all the responsibilities to go with it. I graduated college and immediately joined the work force. I have a good job that pays the bills. Amazingly enough, I am following the steps of adulthood perfectly. There is just one problem, I hate it. I traded my dreams for a name tag and a paycheck.
Somehow along the way, I lost myself and I don’t know how to get back. I look around me and have this overwhelming fear that I am wasting my life. I am wasting the limited moments I have here. This place , this domain is for me to write and maybe be heard. I’m not saying you will find anything useful or particularly noteworthy here. All I can promise is, raw, unadulterated honesty. In a world controlled by screens and never ending news feeds, raw honesty might not be such a bad thing. In a sense, I’m not just writing this for me. I’m writing it for the person in the cubicle next to mine who might feel the same way. It will be a catalog of trial and errors. There will be humor (hopefully) and unbearable, almost cringe worthy, corny comments. It will be pieces of myself on display for whomever wants to see it. I would be lying if I said this blog wasn’t a little intimidating. It is slightly terrifying to be this vulnerable but amazing things can happen when you take the risk. .