A Fork in the Road

As we journey journey through life, we will come across a fork in the road.   These forks can be life altering as our lives will ultimately be a function of those road choices that we make. Sometimes the choice is obvious, but often times, we won't be as lucky.  There will be days when we'll just have to flip the coin and leave the decision unto chance.

I am at one fork in the road today.  And I have to make a choice between becoming:

An Underpaid Writer

or  

An Overpaid Gofer

This is a very obvious choice for me.  I'd choose to do the job that underpays. 

Not that it was an easy choice to make; I badly need money too, but then I thought, now is the perfect time to do something completely different from what I have been doing in the last 12 years of my life.  While the years that I have slaved away in the corporate sector have been a soul-enriching experience for me, that sense of fulfillment has eluded me.  And so, I must look for contentment in other places.  This career shift is going to be one of my many leaps of faith.

An underpaid writer is in the league of starving artists and social workers, people who pursue their passions and their dreams.  Mostly, these are happy, contented people compared to the financially stable androids who drudge away in the corporate sector.   If I could be half as fulfilled as these people, I would know I have made the right choice.  

Sure, I'd be paid a pittance, but I don't mind; it will stay pay off some of my recurring bills.   Besides, I am new to this career.   My friend Ben said that maybe after a few writing projects, I can work my pay scale up.  Yes, it is like throwing away the 11 years I have devoted to my old career.  I am going back to square one.   I am starting over.

 

I guess I am becoming old.  I never saw this coming (me not taking the practical route).   Even I surprise myself lately.   I am turning over a new leaf.