Friday, August 13, 2010

What's More Important - What I Do or Where I Live?

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Let me walk through two scenarios before deciding how to answer this question.....

I imagine myself waking up in the morning in, let's say a quaint cottage along the beach. I can hear the tide rise and fall as I hit the snooze button. I get out of bed, throw open the shutters and look out at the seabirds scampering along the waterline. I open the window and let in the fresh, sea air as I get dressed and drink my morning coffee. And then it hits me - I have to drive an hour in traffic to a concrete building, with no windows, sitting in a cubicle answering the phone to deal with complaints from strangers who blame me for all their problems. "Don't make me go," I wimper. I spend 9 hours there, plus another hour in traffic coming home. It's dark when I get home, and I get up tomorrow and do it all again. Saturday comes and I can enjoy my home, Sunday flies by far too fast, and next thing I know it's Monday and I'm heading back to the concrete cage.

I imagine myself living in a little apartment above a fish market. I can't open my windows that face the alley because of the smell. My apartment is full of things I've brought home from vacations. My things are nice, but nothing fancy. I wake up to the sounds of the city: horns honking, big trucks lumbering through pot holes. I make my coffee and dash down the dark stairway to my car and walk 5 minutes to the downtown art gallery where I work. I am greeted by colors and creativity. The phone rings and it's a famous artist, coming to show her work. Tourists wander in and share their love of art. I speak with interesting, creative people all day. I am surrounded by beautiful things all day, every day. At night, I stop for dinner with friends, or pick up take-out Thai and scurry up to my apartment, close the drapes and curl up with a good book in a big, soft chair.

I thik I'd rather have a job I love and I think I knew that when I started this answer!


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