Any Dream Will Do

I have come to the conclusion today that I am having a serious, god's-honest-truth, mid-life crisis! Everyday at work is a struggle. Not because I can't do the job but because I don't want to. In the past two years my work load has more than doubled. I don't care about that. I like being busy, it makes the day go quicker. The problem is I am not happy in the workplace. It's not that I work for a shit company or for shit people (although I do), it's that I'm not happy. I am increasingly frustrated by the people that work around me and find myself snapping at the slightest little remark. It's not a good environment for me or for them.

I am paid well for what I do and I do it well (if I do say so myself) although lately I've been letting things slide. Everyday I toy with the idea of calling in sick before I grab my keys and head for the door. No-one should feel like that.

I'm sure it's all this hitting forty nonsense. I suddenly realised that I hadn't done anything I wanted to do. Then I realised I couldn't remember what it is I wanted to do anyway! I am feeling so lost. I want to change things but I don't know how to go about changing it or even how I want it to change. I think I just don't want to admit this is my life, that I am a complete failure.

The monotony of a Monday to Friday 9 to 5 job with no prospects and no rewards other than a monthly paycheck isn't anyone's dream, is it?

I don't want tedium and humdrum. I don't want to settle for what I've got. I want spontaneity and excitement. I want an adventure. I want surprises and laughter.

I also want flat abs and a rock hard butt. See, I do have a dream, after all!