Future

"What's the thing you like to do the most?" this is the question that used to be hunting me since I began to look on what to become in the future. Most of the time I discover that people choose what to become due to the answer to that question, and that the answer to that question always comes with an anecdote on how they discover what they love to do, that moment which got imprinted in their heads and will never be forgotten. Nevertheless, I have two problems with this, one: I currently don't have a clue on what I like to do the most other than it includes reading and two: I have no anecdote regarding reading that has marked my memories. You see, I don't remember the first book I read because I was too young at the time (4 years...I thing) and I wouldn't dare to talk about the most important or fascinating one (they are just A LOT) so the only thing I could say is that I have always carried a book wherever I go but that doesn't seem to be that life changing.

So, I decided that while I keep looking for the perfect anecdote I could always told you why do I decided to keep looking, at least. When deciding what I wanted to become in the future the only thing I certainly knew was that I wanted it to involve reading, when my parents found out they seemed to accept it, nevertheless they also seemed a little bit worried, whenever they asked me what was I planning on study I'll answer "I really don't know" and so time passed. I choose to study communication because it seemed to be related to books but when I started taking classes I notice that I liked them (some of them a lot), but I wasn't really "fascinated". Worry became common in my life, should I try another career and see if that worked? Should I get a free year to think about my decision? Or should I stayed and see where that leads me? I wasn't sure on what to do, so I started going to see this psychologist at school that claimed they can tell you what you are good at with a simple test, in which they asked you if you prefer grapes or lemons and things like that, I took it and when result came out I knew it: All tests are garbage, you want to know what the test results said? That I should become a doctor, (yeah, right) so I went on with my life and hoped for the best.

One day, my father came up to me on a Saturday morning and told me to get in the car, that we were going somewhere, he drove while I listen and found out we were going to see one of his friends, another physiologist, nevertheless, he told me not to worry, that this wasn't some other crappy test like the others so I decided to give it a try. When we arrived, I thought they would send me to a room and asked me to fill eternal stupid really boring question again, but instead of that they (my father friend had come with her daughter, also my father's friend) told me the plan was to go have breakfast while chatting a little bit, so we went and I told them what I was currently studying, but besides that they seemed to have another type of weird questions, they started asking me what I liked to watch on TV, if I had seen this or that show, what movies had I seen recently, what I thought about them, funny anecdotes about my life, and books, what type did I like and what they were about. When we finish, I had totally forgotten the main reason we were there, so I was surprised when they told us to meet tomorrow again for a very brief explanation, somewhat I didn't expect them to tell me things again like "oh you are good at this you should totally do that" and I wasn't disappointed, the next day all they did was give me a little carpet which contain my current subjects, some of them circle with pencil making them stand out, asking me if those marked where the ones I had most interest in, they were, it was a little creepy I should say but they were, they told me they had just analyze the way I am but I should learn to do it myself, that knowing who we are and like it's not an issue we can solve in a moment but rather in a life, that I was doing it well so far but should always keep looking for the perfect job in which I would love everything I do. When I went to my house I started flipping through all the remain papers and found out something funny, all the pages gather things I had already know about myself, meaning they hadn't tell me something I really didn't know already but, maybe that was always the main point, to only help you realize all that's being there all the time, so you can continue acting on your own, with that thought in my mind I started searching for schools that could offer doing a second career in letters, because I had already promised myself to keep looking for what I love to do, and looking in both places at the same time seemed to be a difficult but worth it place to start, cause as I said I still don't know what will I become in the future, but now I know I have to keep searching until I found out.