So anyway, just moments ago, the boyfriend "forced" me to think about the future. I realize I never really do that anymore... I don't have a definite plan for my future. I don't know what's going to happen 5 years later, 10 years later or 20 years later. I don't plan anymore. I just don't.
And I realize it's because I made a plan before to become a psychologist... But since I wasn't cut out enough to study psychology as a diploma, I scraped the plan. And since then, I never planned anymore. I didn't bother re-drafting out my life. I took things as they came. When I realized I couldn't do psychology, I didn't even bother appealing to get into psychology. I just chose Business Studies Group. When it came to streaming into the 3 different diplomas, I just chose Marketing.
I never intricately plan out my life anymore. I don't think about what I will be in 10 years time. I don't think about what I might look like. I don't think about what I want. I don't think about who I want to be. I don't think about who might walk the rest of my life with me.
I no longer have questions like "Will I be a doctor?", "Will I be a nurse?", "Will I end up as a marketer" floating through my mind anymore...
It's all about taking it as it comes.
And it's probably not the best thing to do.
Do you plan for your future? If so, what do you envision it to be?
Toodles.
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