I think I got my quarter life crisis a little late. It's hitting at an age when most people I know are already happily settled (whether in jobs, with families, what have you). For me, I always thought by the time I reached 28, I'd be married with at least one kid. No kids to speak of, and I'm fairly sure I'm not married (Vegas 4 years ago was a blur). In all honesty, I don't think I'm where I'm supposed to be. Physically, mentally, et al. I don't think I'm meant for small town Illinois. I don't think I'm meant to be a paralegal forever. The dreams I have for myself reach far and wide. Right now, I'm just traveling through life unaware of what I want to be when I grow up. I know with my deep love of reading and books, that publishing is a field that really speaks to me. And where are you going to find publishing companies? Big cities. I've always felt like more of a city girl than a country gal. The country has never done much for me. I love being able to go out and explore. Find restaurants, museums, little holes in the wall, bookstores that I can make my own.
It's becoming increasingly more difficult for me to keep telling myself I'm happy where I am. Because though I have a wonderful family and fantastic friends, my soul just doesn't feel right. And you have to do what makes your soul happy. Your life should be a journey that makes you happy and fulfills you. And while I'm very happy and fulfilled in terms of the people I surround myself with, I know there's more out there calling for me. I just need to go find it.
Tell me, are you traveling through your life the way you thought you would be 10 years ago?
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