Confession: I am the worst at decisions. Honestly. I hate them.
You see, right now I want to be a journalist. That is my most likely career, I'd be good at it, I'd like it. In all probability that is what I will end up doing with my life.
But I can't help but thinking...
It would be so fun to be, say, editor of Vogue.
Maybe I should pursue acting as a career.
I would love model full-time.
What about photography as a career?
"Novelist" has a nice ring to it.
I was chatting via Gmail with my extremely close friend Sally a couple days ago...
Oh, Sally. You never fail to make me smile.
But she brought up a really good point. "Your plans for the future change every day."
Yeah, they do. It's actually a really big problem. It's something I worry about a lot.
It runs in the family. I was talking about this with my mom; in our family we have this problem where we are good at too much. We have too many talents. We can never pick just one to focus on.
Plus we love to travel so we have issues settling down.
I'm not sure why this amuses me so much, but it really does. All that and the only thing I come up with is "What if I smell bad?"
Sometimes I wonder about myself.
Anyway, that's my predicament. My answer for myself is thus:
Olivia, be a journalist. If somehow you get "discovered" as an actress or photographer or novelist, then excellent. But be a journalist. Act on the side. Write novels in your spare time. Take pretty pictures once in a while. Maybe an opening will come up to work at Vogue, and that would be fun. But be a journalist. Please.
I'm forcing myself to choose. I can't be all over the place. Decisions, decisions... oh, I despise decisions.
Anyone have any good ideas for focusing yourself?
Or how Olivia can be a journalist, editor of Vogue, travel gypsy, full-time model, actress, and photographer all at once?