The Bottom Line

Although my two most prevalent career choices are journalism and genetics, I constantly find myself investigating other possible paths. It's really quite amazing how many choices there are and the importance each and ever job has in the layout of the entire world, whether it be hair dresser to president to professional drum major. In the past, I've found myself subconsciously degrading other's for their job choice when really, without them, my life might be more difficult. Now with new insight gained for deep thought on the matter, I have become appreciative of all the work every person does in this world. I've also come to the conclusion that any job I choose will be one that benefits the community at least in some way shape or form, which is my bottom line for any job.
As I've worked on this blog I've come to see the basics that would encompass my future career, and in whatever field that career may be it must fulfill these basic requirements:

1. I have to consider it fun.
2. It must involve some sort of exploration.
3. It cannot be done predominantly in a cubicle.
4. I have to learn something new everyday.
5. People will gain knowledge from my work.
6. It must include human interaction.
7. It does not involve physics like equations and such.
8. I will get to be creative.

Unfortunately this list isn't too limiting and I still have a couple thousand ideas rampaging throughout my mind begging to be given a chance. The more I think about it, the more I wish it was possible to have various different jobs over the course of a lifetime, not out of disparity, but out of requirement, just for the fun of it. Why can't we be ballerinas for a portion of our lives and then go onto being electrical engineers, only to end up as gardeners just before we retire?
And another thing, the issue of money. I find it rather sad that we must choose between our dreams and our livelihood. Why is it that a football player who in the most basic sense has a career chasing after a ball and hurting others gets paid more (millions more) than the brave guy who picks up your trash ever Tuesday? What exactly decides the worth of a job?
Ah, if only you could have a career in questions.
I'm certain that I will find my ideal job, I only hope that I will not have to make a decision between what I love and what I, unfortunately, need.
I'll leave you with a poem about finding space for ourselves within lives that no longer seem to be our own.

Unnamed

I saw the first snowflake today

At dawn

I thought of you

And I thought about us

And it melted away

Right onto my palm

A solid becoming liquid

With more room to move

Sofia Braunstein