Dreamin'

I think I would like to take a trip somewhere. I've always wanted to take a drive down the Pacific Coast Highway (me and every other dreamy eyed girl, right.) I'd start in San Francisco and wind my way down into Monterrey. Breathing in the salty air and feeling the sun warm up my face. I'd go through Carmel and LA and finally end in San Diego. I'd stay as long as I pleased, see all the sights and eat at all the best places. No time limit, no worrying if I had enough money to spend. Wouldn't that be oh so lovely? 

Who decided we all had to work 40+ hours a week anyway? Not that I mind working, cuz I don't. I mean I have always valued hard work, I suppose I just wish I could break my routine. Come and go as I please, ya know? Be my own boss for a change.

I have always wanted to be a florist but I feel like I kind of have to give that up to become something more practical. Something that actually makes money. Long past are my teenage days where all I had to do was dream of what I was to become. I kind of miss that. Now that reality has set in all I do is count pennies and look desperately for a way to make more of them. It really is quite a bothersome way of thinking. 

I want to work, but I want to spend my working hours doing something that is truly enjoyable, something I love and have a passion for! Is that really such a rarity in this world, that I should be ashamed for desiring it? 

I don't know what the heck I want to be. I am grateful for my job but I feel like I'm stuck in something that's just a means of getting by. I want something much more, I just have no idea where to go or what to do.