A Socially-Acceptable Identity Crisis

While this may not be any huge secret, I’m one of those people who could never decide what he wanted to be when he grew up.

The issue with that is that…well, apparently, I’ve grown up. It happened when I wasn’t looking, I swear. You wake up one morning and all of the sudden you’re eating breakfast and going to a 9-5 job. I mean, who knew?

In case you missed it, I’m in school. Again. This time, an arts school, just a quickie, to do some technology certification work. This harkens back to my New Year’s goal of changing my day job, because I needed something more creative. While I’m having a bit more difficulty than I had anticipated in adapting back to the life of a full-time student, I’m noticing that I have the flexibility to be very creative a lot of the time. I’m juggling two writing projects, brainstorming design ideas for two different websites, and doing theatre work with students who are on the Autism spectrum. Life is hectic (as you may have guessed, what with my writing a Friday post at 12:30 on a Sunday morning, and all), but its good.

The problem with my having so many interests is that there’s always stuff for which I don’t quite have time. I wish I had more time to read fiction, to study theology, to get back to my two-books-monthly reading schedule (textbooks and technical manuals on things like Javascript not included).

Ultimately, though, I need to learn to be content with where Karen and I are in life’s adventure, and to focus on doing what I do have time to do well. That’s a hard lesson for me to learn, because I don’t do contentedness well…and I say that much to my own chagrin.

The good thing about the stressful life of a student is that stress forces you to grow. So does paring down your lifestyle for a while. If I can learn these personal and spiritual lessons along with what I need to learn for career-change purposes, I’ll be really have come out of this situation a better person.

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