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I've finally figured out what I want to do with my life. I think. At least, I have a clearer picture of where I belong and
what I was put on this earth to do. After the hell that was finals week, and during the first half of my spring break, I
had a sort of extended epiphany. Actually, that's not true, I had two separate epiphanies occuring on two separate days and
times. First of all, let me say this: I can't think of any place I feel safer or more at home than at my grandparents' house
in Southern California. It'll be a shame to have to sell their house after they leave, although, if I had my druthers, I'd
move into it. From the sacred living room we were always careful not to disturb things in, to the sunlit backyard and its
delicate fragrances of different blooming plants, their house has been the source of many of my happy memories. And so, while
I was sunning myself in the backyard the other day, I realized that this is where I belong. Reading a book, tanning myself
in the backyard. I can't remember the last time I'd been so calm and just plain happy and content. Unfortunately, as I griped
in the last musing, I have to go to college and do well. But, here's where the second realization kicked in. At the time,
I was reading one of two new medical thrillers that I had purchased the day before. Now, these books aren't going to be getting
any nominations for the good literature hall of fame any time soon, but it's always nice to read something that doesn't have
some deeper significance like school books invariable do. It was while I was reading the second one that I again had another
sublimely peaceful moment, except, this time, I was parked on a couch in the sewing room, listening to classical music at
an attempt to add some sophistication to my reading endeavor, despite the low class of the novel. At any rate, those two
poor excuses for literature have really shoved me in the direction of medicine. That and the fact that the only reason I'm
at my grandma's house at all is so I can clean house and cook meals while she's recovering from back surgery. So, from reading
those novels and helping out my grandma, I feel even more of a pull towards becoming a doctor and helping people. More specifically,
I think I might aim for a position in the ER, or something along those lines, I don't know. Something to do with being a
doctor, anyways. So, that's what I think I'm going to do with my life. Become a doctor and live in my grandparents' house.
Or something. Of course, knowing me, that'll all change in a couple of weeks, after I read some other novel or something.
Sigh, there are just so many options, but time is running out, and I need to make a decision soon.....
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