Sunday, September 20, 2009

So here i am, once again, questioning what to do next.  And what i'm doing now.
Let's review, I took this theatre job because i missed theatre, i missed the idea of it, and wondered if i really missed it.  I thought, surely this place where i started out is a good place to test this.
Now here i am, a little more than halfway through and realizing either this wasn't the right place, or i in fact don't want to do this.  Which is it, though?
The thing I loved so much about theatre, when i actually loved theatre, was that I was able to combine my creative side with my practical side. I could climb ladders, hang and build things, creatively problem solve, and create art in collaboration. 
Well, my current job allows me to take part in all but that last part, and that's the part i think may have been essential.  Maybe i need to find a good community theatre to work at in my spare time, while doing something else. (And here we get into my cycle of obsessive questioning)

I obviously don't know what i want.  I want somethign different every day, and the only thing i'm certain i don't want are the things i've already done and therefor eliminated.  So living with a team of teenagers is a no.  a career as a barista is a no. and a lifetime as an electrician is a no. 

I know that i am not alone in this search and struggle.  I know that each time i figure something out it helps me further make these decisions.  But what happens when i run out of things to try?
And even harder for me, scariest of all at the moment, is breaking into a new field.  I feel like I have no qualifications to do anything else.  Or maybe i don't even feel qualified to do what i'm doing now.
I walked around campus this morning, wondering at the uselessness of my education here.  What good did it do me to have this degree with no tangible skills?  Here i am, 4 years of education and 3 years of "real life" later and i feel like i am no more prepared to be an adult than i was at 18.  And less even.  At 18 i had the arrogance of youth to tell me i was good at things and going to be great.  Now i don't even have that.

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