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	<title>Adventured.net &#187; decisions</title>
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		<title>Always at Odds</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why are my thoughts continually diametrically opposed to one another?  I would say that it’s because I am at a unique point in my life, being one year from thirty, and trying to decide what I want to do and who I want to be, but this is the same question I face on-and-off [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why are my thoughts continually diametrically opposed to one another?  I would say that it’s because I am at a unique point in my life, being one year from thirty, and trying to decide what I want to do and who I want to be, but this is the same question I face on-and-off without it being relative to the year or anything else.</p>
<p>At this specific moment, my mind flits between ideas such as staying in New York and working hard where I am, which everyone seems to believe is best for my career.  I consider moving back to Texas, specifically Austin.  I consider checking out the west coast.  I fancifully think about traveling through South America to really learn Spanish, possibly finding a graduate school in Argentina in which to enroll.  Maybe it&#8217;s because of boredom.  I don&#8217;t really know.  I doubt, at moments like this, that I have the capacity or drive for actual lasting happiness, although I realize it is a common belief that happiness is not lasting &#8211; that there are only moments of it.  Satisfaction, then.  Contentment.  I wonder if that&#8217;s where I am right now.  I suppose it could be.  So then, if so, perhaps it is not enough.</p>
<p>A couple of weeks ago I had a meeting with a director of a different department from mine.  He travels frequently for work.  I commented that it must get tiring.  He responded that it didn&#8217;t really bother him because he loves his job.  I think that must be a really fantastic feeling.  Granted there are so many different types of people in the world, but I wonder why I don&#8217;t feel that same level of fulfillment and whether I possibly can.  I wonder if I should have majored in something else, or should have become a programmer, or what to do, now, knowing that I haven&#8217;t been terrible ecstatic with anything I&#8217;ve done, minus working those relaxed, low-paid hours in the studio, perhaps.</p>
<p>I wonder why so many other people seem content working for years at a job which doesn’t make them happy and I quickly try to change my position.  Once again, it brings me back to feeling that perhaps I am wired wrong for society, but I don’t know.  Today, I don’t feel any deep depression.  I don’t feel that fear of being terrifically out of place.  I just wonder if there is something better out there.  I guess that’s the trouble with me.  My mother told me many years ago that nothing is ever enough for me.  I think about that often – about how right she must’ve been.</p>
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