Whenever I start to type in this little white box, I struggle with what exactly to express. Because this asynchronous and datable resource is a record of my thoughts, I try to not make assumptions and forecast regarding what I "love" or "hate" this very second. However, in some ways, the lack of emotion make it bland and common. The question ends up being: Do I type or do I hold back. What I convey makes me vulnerable to the reality of the future, but what I withhold smothers my emotions, experiences and outcomes, which combined together create the very life that I live. There is no one feeling, circumstance or truth that defines life, so is what I am withholding denying myself to what is life.
With that said, I truly like my job so far. I finally feel as if the work that I will be doing in the near future is truly meaningful and will literally contribute to the success of generations to come.
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