Well, not really war, but its a catchy title. Don’t believe me? I’ll steal your face.
So the topic here today is what to do when you’re caught between two passions. I’m presented with a very unusual situation, and that is whether or not to leave something I have falling in love with for something I’ve always dreamed of doing.
Nestled in between the beautiful rolling green mountains I have found a revived passion for the outdoors. Hiking, climbing, spelunking, swimming, running, and so much more. The days can be bastard hot, but the heat doesn’t take away from the beauty that falls under the suns ever pounding rays. I enjoy a daily run at lunch, sweat my ass off, but have received in return a nice tan and great stamina. In the evenings I’ve gone on beautiful sunset and moon lit hikes with my outdoor club. All people excited about the same thing: being outdoors and enjoying the gifts that surround this moderately sized, but quaint town.
Of all the places that I’ve moved to, I’ve adapted. This is the first place that I haven’t adapted, but have been adopted. I’ve been adopted by the people, the culture and the land. All of which have held out their hands, shone the bright light of the sun and nurtured me back to a healthy and happy man.
So much has changed since almost a year ago when I first arrived. I’ve been reborn in the bosom of the land a new man, but now I’m being tempted to leave the soft supple area that has enchanted me with such delight.
A dream job, as it were, presents its self. I’d being doing what I was trained in college to do and so much more… I’d be doing the work that turned my doubt into satisfaction with the career path that I had chosen. It would send me all around the globe setting up facilities that would help make everyone’s lives better. Its my calling. My passion. But located in the last place I would ever want to live… Again.
So now what do I do? I’m presented with a choice: Live the dream in a hell of a town. Or live in a dream? True, living the dream would provide financial security, benefits, the ability to have weekends off, (ENTIRE WEEKENDS!)… but what would I do on these weekends? There are no mountains to climb there. No quaint shops to visit. No neat breweries to tour and then have a unique lunch…
I’ve accomplished so much here, and am definitively happy, and between you and me with a few other people I’ve just met… its even getting better. I don’t have to make a decision yet. But I have a lot to weigh. Pound for pound, this might be the hardest decision of my life so far.
Where you are now is a beautiful place, no doubt, but I think you’re being just a little harsh on Cleveland – it’s not a wasteland, after all. There are things to do and exciting places to go, you just have to be a little more creative. Not that I’m trying to make your decision for you, just saying don’t choose not to take the dream job just because you think Cleveland’s a dump.
The dream you are in also consists of two jobs that aren’t for you. You can do what you dreamed of doing true….and why not try it on for awhile? This place is not going anywhere, and you can always come back. You say you like take risks? Take this one. You may regret it….you may not. Don’t make Cleveland permanent right away. Keep your feet on the ground and don’t fall to your fears….So if you got the guts mister, yeah if you’ve got the balls
If you think it’s your time, then step to the line…