So here I am again. The hols are over. That small whiff of the good life of the good life that disappeared before I could even unpack. Back to school now. The exciting routine of an MBA student. Sheesh!! Who am I kidding?! This place is slowly but surely driving me insane. Even right now as I sit here listening to the CA Prof carry on and on about sunk costs and opportunity costs and differential costs, all I really seem to care about is the increasing costs of jet fuel. How am I ever going to make that trans-world journey on board my own 747??Anyways, the point I’m trying to make here is that I stick out here much akin to that proverbial thumb. I’ve never felt his strongly in my life that I took a wrong turn somewhere. But even worse is that feeling of total despair. Of not knowing what it is that I want. This feeling I get of being on some wild goose chase. A never ending chase for that unknown happiness. I know I will find that happiness one day. Nevertheless I’m sure that this place isn’t taking me any closer to it. This brings us to the million dollar question. What the hell am I doing here? Do call in on 1-800-AIMLESS to win. Conditions apply.
