On the subway ride home from the Inglot event I'd attended, what usually is an easy, sleepy ride, became an anxious, existential inner debate—which is saying a lot since I don't even use those words (they sound pretentious, don't they?). Instead of dozing off by the nth stop, I was wraught with anxiety and questions about where I'm headed in my career, such as: When will I email so and so? When do I start pitching [these magazines]? Plus, random thoughts, like, New York beauty events are depressing; beauty bloggers are narcissistic. [Touché.]
I felt a sense of limbo. Estée Lauder (beauty person) or Food Network (assistant of an assistant of a sous chef of one of the TV chefs)? Be a senior copywriter at an "esteemed" advertising agency or apply in the page program at NBC (and get a chance to order Tina Fey's lunch)?
Walking home, I cut through the park where the snow has finally melted. There, I met Nino, a fat English bulldog being walked by a kind lady who stopped to let the adorable rotund heavyweight of a furball sniff my coat. I bent over to ruffle his ear and for a good minute let him sniff away. Within moments, Nino dragged his feet as we parted ways, and in that instant, I forgot all about everything else and felt a little smile sweep across my face.
Hi! I had the same question about my career, where i'm going now? How do I move on from here?
ReplyDeleteIf mom didn't pass away, I should be working very busy as an economic researcher in a bank in Makati. But I went home to the province after the incident to spend more time with my dad. It's difficult to chase dream careers here much more difficult to get a job! But everyday, i try to find some simple things that make me happy and that I'm blessed with.
Regards,
Karina
Hi, Karina. Thanks for the comment. It's nice that you've prioritized time with family over a career move during this sad time, while you're all still recovering from your loss :( And, you may have heard of that quote that sometimes, one needs to take a few steps back in order to move forward. When I look at the big picture in my own life, it's true.
ReplyDeleteHi Mariel!
ReplyDeleteLoved the entry. I love dogs and I sorely miss mine at home. And I have seriously looked at dog-walking job openings.
I'm in a similar situation, trying to figure out what America has in store for me on the career front.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend ahead!
P.S. When you have time, please do drop by my new blog, http://www.studioalcantara.com
I'm in the same place, Mariel but it's the other way around. I've avoided my "writer" self long enough that now, I can't ignore it. It's nice, though, during these musings to ground yourself in the present. Thanks for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marilenn. Ooh, I like the pink cursive on your new blog :) Good luck on the career as well (curious about your calligraphy!).
ReplyDeleteMiss Guimba, thanks for sharing...and for reminding me again to live in the moment. (I keep on forgetting!)