You don't always have to know where you're heading
July 17th 2016
It doesn’t really matter what age you are when you hit this particular moment in your life. What moment am I talking about? The ‘what am I doing with my life’ moment.
I’m pretty certain we all experience it as some stage – whether that’s at 24 or 40. And do you know what – it’s okay, it really is.
There were always kids when I was younger who knew what they wanted to do when they were older, and that’s exactly what they're working towards now. I wasn’t one of them.
I picked my A Levels on the basis that my brother did them so I could… (turns out Maths at A Level is harder than you could ever think), and I chose my university course because my step mum suggested it to me. Not your ideal route into full time work and a 'proper job' I'd say.
Two years down the track and I'm still not sure if the route I'm taking is the right one. I have a journalism degree and two years' experience in marketing/copywriting roles, but I still I dream about owning my own restaurant, being a chef, writing my own books, and being an actress...
How are you supposed to know what to do when you want to do so many different things?
I guess the great thing about life is that you can jump off the horse at any time and jump on another (I think I made that saying up). If I'm going retire around 65, I still have plenty of time to work out what I want to do and to get there. And my guess is that you probably do too.
It may take years, but just for now I'm happy enough doing what I enjoy and know well - writing. I could wake up in a week and suddenly realise what it is that I want to do with the rest of my life, but that's the beautiful thing - we all have highs and lows, but our journey is our own and what we make of it is up to us.
Don't judge if you don't drive
My first life lesson, isn't the first lesson I learned in life, but it's the most recent and precious to me.
I passed my driving test a few months back. Finally. It took a while to get there, but God does it feel good now that I have. What they didn't tell me, however, is that you only reeeeally start learning when you venture out on your own. That's the real challenge.
In the seven weeks since I passed, I've nearly hit two vans, two cars and most recently, a cat... How I managed to miss the absolute idiots that dominate the road in my lessons I don't know, but it appears they've all come out of the wood work to greet me now.
I suppose the question is 'where's the lesson here?' Surprisingly it's not 'prepare for the worst', it's 'be understanding'. Granted, there's always going to be idiots on the road, but driving isn't a walk in the park.
If you don't drive, don't judge others. I certainly know not to now that I've passed. In fact I used to be surprised when people failed their tests. I thought "Really? Again? How hard can it be!?" Boy do I feel bad for thinking that now. Learning to pass and learning how to drive when you've passed are two entirely different things.
So what can you take away from this? Let's just try and control the road rage chaps. Yes, you. I know you're guilty of it - we all are. So, the next time you'start getting frustrated at another driver, just stop and think. Who's to say they aren't a new driver or someone that just isn't as confident as you...
June 19th 2016