This is supposed to be a happy-go-lucky, ditzy meets frivolous blog. But I find myself over-writing lately.
I’m obviously in a fantastic place but I am not satisfied. This 5-year plan… it’s so hard just to go with the flow and enjoy everything that comes.
It all boils down to my insecurity. I am giving myself 1 year to figure out if I’m even good at my job – not just mere competent. It doesn’t help when even after 4 years, I’m told “it’s still the early stages” and that I’m still “learning”. I don’t mind being a cog in the wheel but I want to be a well-oiled cog.
HAIZZZ… I give myself too much pressure sometimes. What’s wrong? If only life is just shopping and eating everyday. Woe BEGONE!