Lately I have been considering career options. Last week I considered giving up my plush carefree graphic design career for the more mellow introspective profession of grave maintenance specialist. I had a hard week and all the coming up with new graphically pleasing layouts and sophisticated color choices had me really worn out. I love what I do but it sucks me dry at times. I dream of doing something that no one notices, this is how I arrived at grave maintenance specialist.
On the other hand, I drove by the now deserted El Whatever It Was Restaurant on Main Street in Everson. I have never eaten there, it has been a bunch of different places in the 14 years that I have been here. I drank in the bar once during a previous administration. I remember it was really blue in it's vinylness. It made an impression on me. Driving past I was reminded of my beautiful dream to own a restaurant. Of course if I say this out loud to anyone who is paying attention they will immediately try and talk me out of it and it works. I am 44 and I do not own a restaurant but it is a thought which comes to me often.
I am not sure if this is a dream I should pursue or if it is just one of those things that I pull up to distract myself from the multitude of tasks at hand, like thinking about winning the lottery. I like playing that game too, what would I do if I won the jackpot. I never take the step to buy the lottery ticket so there is a good chance that I wont open the restaurant either but you just never know. I remember when I lived in LA and was married to someone I didn't respect, I had this dream to move to a little farm in the country near my family. We know how that turned out so maybe the restaurant thing could happen.
If it fails I can always fall back on the grave maintenance specialist thing.
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1 comment:
Nice post Ruprecht;
Nice picture too.
Night night
mxoxoxo
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