This isn't it. This can't be it. There has to be more to this. All are statements and questions within themselves. I mean, tell me...Do you like your job? Honestly, do you genuinely enjoy what you do? It's a question that I've been hesitant to answer because I've confused having a real need with being ungrateful. I didn't want to say no, or maybe even admit to myself the answer is no, because I thought it made me look ungrateful or possibly naive. Who actually loves what they do? I think we're all brought up accepting that the answer is not many. Work is work. You do what you have to to earn a paycheck and provide for yourself and your family. As a first generation American, I understand that concept well. Get your education, get a good job, do well for yourself. But what is a good job? Is it a job that just pays well or a job that is good for you, that fits you and helps you grow. For the most part, I almost always felt the answer was the former. Everyone wants a nice paycheck. Money may not buy everything but it'll pretty much take care of most things. But still, why don't we look for something we like to do, that we love to do. I have my fears...but the biggest of them all is living an unhappy life. It would eat me alive to wake up and dread going to work, hating being there and just looking forward to those few hours I have when I get home before I have to go to sleep and do it all over again. I'm not saying i'm at that point now, or feel like i'm close to it, but how long can we just be content before it becomes: "Well maybe I could have done more, done this, done that". I hated being unemployed, because it meant I was broke and my bills weren't getting paid. I hated when my phone would ring because I knew on the other end was a creditor asking me where the eff the money was. So don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful to have a job. I work in a good place, with good people. But I don't think I can say I love what I do. This isn't something I have a passion for. It isn't something that fulfills me. I certainly don't dread anything when I wake up, but I can't say I'm excited when I get in. I'm honestly just...content. One of the phrases I'd implemented in my life after some rough circumstances is "It could always be worse". And it can, no doubt about that. But maybe it's time I started being more honest, and started acting on that. You may not know what you want to do with your life, but you'll never know if you don't explore the options and keep looking. Being content isn't a bad thing, but having a passion is better. Call it naive, and maybe it is. But I'd rather go out knowing I worked hard to find what I wanted in my life than just accept that I couldn't have it.
Jeff: How are you so satisfied all the time, Abed? I mean, don't you ever want anything more out of life than cereal?
Abed: [thinking] Sometimes, I like to pour hot cocoa mix into cold milk, and drink it like a cold hot chocolate. I call it "Special Drink."
Jeff: And someday, you will know it by it's true name: diabetes.
Abed: You're Goldie Hawn, Jeff.
Jeff: I'm sorry?
Abed: You're Goldie Hawn.
Jeff: Is it the lips?
Abed: No. In "Overboard", she was just like you. Wealthy, assertive, arrogant, got manicures all the time. But then she fell off her boat, and it was a good thing for her, because, ultimately, she realized she was happier being poor and raising four unruly boys with Kurt Russell.
Jeff: Can I not be Kurt Russell in this scenario?
Abed: You can do whatever you want, you just have to know what that is. For me, it's Lucky Charms and TV...
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