A few days ago I arrived at work at 8am after less than 6 hours of sleep due to working the previous evening until midnight and the clocks going forward. Despite those factors I was feeling quite okay however I had the overwhelming feeling to quit my job.
Was it because the lighting in the office had been changed to some fluorescent evil whilst I was busy enjoying sunny Barcelona? Was it because I had gone to turn off the light that was hurting my eyes (please note that I was still recovering from the mother of all migraines from the day before) and the night shifter who was leaving in 15 minutes demanded that I turn the light back on? Okay, I could have asked if she didn’t mind me doing so but it was early and I hadn’t had my first coffee of the day. It was a selfish moment I’ll admit but I’m only human.
Wanting to quit my job hasn’t been a new feeling, not by a long shot. I feel like for the first time in my life that I’ve outgrown a company and can’t move further within; a company that I might add is absolutely booming and expanding like no other company that I’ve worked for so far. It’s given me so much and I have a lot to be grateful for however it’s taken me the best part of my adult life to finally figure out what I want to do with my life (apart from travel).
I want to write. Whether it’s writing for myself or for others I don’t care. I just want to write…and I don’t think me and the company I work for are any longer a perfect fit for that.
In this post I mentioned taking a course in something. So maybe the course should be writing focused? A creative writing course or a copywriting course of some kind.
I apologise for the mostly non sensical post but I don’t own a diary and this is the best way to convey my feelings and make sense of things without going crazy. Lloyd takes most of the brunt of that side of me already 🙂
What’s on your mind lately?