Recently my family's been asking more and more what are you doing? Why did I give up a well paying job, especially in this recession? All I can say is that I want more. How to explain this need for more, when I'm having a hard time defining what I mean by more. Over a year a ago I was set in my career and I was well on my way to saving up for a home. I even had a little extra that allowed me to indulge my love of travel. While everyone around me looked at my life and saw it as perfect, achieving the American Dream and all that, I kept thinking so what's next. The natural step would be get married and start a family, at least that would be for a normal person and that would be enough. For me though I couldn't get the thought of what's next out of my head. This couldn't be the end, it just couldn't if I'm lucky I still have several decades left ahead of me. So I felt that it was too soon to stop and settle into the family commitment. In my culture at my age I should be married, have my own home, and pregnant with my second or third child. To me the idea of it is abhorrent right now. And maybe what I mean is that I want more me time, I'm not ready to start on the next chapter just yet or anytime soon really.
Photo was taken at St. Peter's, Vatican City
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