The chicken in me

Just what is it with me?! After all my melodramatic overanalysis of things, crossing Rubicons and stuff, I ended up chickening out in the end. Booooo! Loser. I'm guilty as charged!


After 3 days at work, I decided to pull the plug. As to why I did it? It simply does not suit me and feels like I'd not be happy doing that job for a year. Maybe I can't put up with the challenge of a project as big as it is or maybe the people, heck. Anyway, I know that in the future I'd be sorry I turned it down. I've had my dose of wasted chances. As a matter of fact, thinking about the past year, I realized how unthinkably I've passed up several opportunities. However, I'm more attached to the present than neither the past nor the future.


It's actually hurting me that I can't think of anything at all that I really want so bad in life. I came across this article that says,

True satisfaction comes from doing what you know you were created to do.

But the question lies on what am I really created to do. Still need to do some soul searching.