I don't really blog that much at all these days. Life got a hold of me and I lost my way. I've been relying on others to make my days work for me, and just not really paying attention in general.
Is this the way to lead life? Is that what I'm striving for daily? To just exist and not quite reach a level of contentedness, but instead aim to just make a living day to day?
I think that living that way would be a farce. Who are we without our values, our goals and our dreams?
Reading a Xanga blog I follow, the topic was raised of a blogger that blogs regularly on things that make her happy. I think it's a great thing to focus on.
Recently, I've been thinking of ventures I could segue into in the near future, and the problem keeps arising that for most ventures to be successful, they need to be something that one is passionate about.
I don't feel that I have passion for anything, but I'm likely wrong. I think I've become so hung up on self-doubt and putting up walls between myself and my accomplishments that I'm beginning to believe a fallacy.
So no more. I need to find what makes me happy.
I know for sure, one thing that makes me happy is helping people. In the office setting, I try to assist others with putting files together in Excel, Access or Word, because I know I know a fair bit and believe that I can be of assistance. I'm the type of person who'll usually stop to help someone out on the street if they look lost. I help friends out when possible because I'd want someone to help make my life easier if it were at all possible. Helping people fuels me. When I worked in banking, I loved knowing that at the end of the day, I'd done everything possible to improve the lives of the clients who I saw on a regular basis.
I'd like to keep helping people. I will find a way.
Thanks for listening, Internet :)
--case p.
