Happiness... it's a bit of a strange one. There will be times when I think to myself 'in this moment right now, I feel completely and undoubtedly happy' and of course there will be other moments where I won't be so happy, and thankfully these times are just 'moments'. Recently I've been thinking quite a lot about happiness and in particular my happiness.
If your new to my blog then you might not know that I'm currently study Fine Art at University, however the course I'm doing is a Foundation Degree. A Foundation Degree is the first two years of any University course, you have the option at the end of the second year to keep it at a Foundation Degree or you can do a top up year which will bring it to a BA Degree. Anyway the point I was making is I have a lot of thinking to do as to what my next move is and where do I want to be in a few years time? and of course the biggest question of all what the hell am I doing with my life?
After a good chat with my dad, it came to my attention that very few people have their dream job but that doesn't necessarily make them any less happier than a person who does. I think the point I'm trying to make is life doesn't always work out the way you plan, and that's ok. You may have a job that you hate but the people you work with are the people you couldn't quite live without. I'm beginning to think you don't need to love your job or enjoy it to be happy.