I am 26 and have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. As of present, I am an interior designer. Sounds interesting, right? I have been in the corporate world of architecture and interior design for the past 4 years including an 11 month hiatus of unemployment (thank YOU economy) and am, for lack of better term, a “mouse mover.” This is sadly ironic since I studied interior design so I wouldn’t have to work in the land of Dilbert. Despite this, however, good design still makes me dance, so at least I’m sure I’m heading in the right general direction. …But that’s all I’m sure about when it comes to my career lately.
In plotting this blog, I started bouncing ideas off friends and got more of a response than I expected. It seems my current state of discontent is a very common affliction among my age group and across various fields. We want jobs that don’t feel like work and we want something more with no idea where to find it. My message to my fellow GenY-ers: You are not alone!
I am not going to patronize you and pretend to have any answers whatsoever. All I can do right now is push myself outside of my comfort zone and hope serendipity leads me to greatness and invite you along for the ride.
My first challenge to myself is this blog. I vow to post at least twice a week for the next year no matter who’s reading. Over the next 365 days, I am challenging myself to challenge myself… and hopefully find purpose along the way. (insert Avenue Q song here)
If you’ve decided to join me on my journey, Welcome!