An epiphany of sorts

I was rummaging through the catastrophic jelly mass that is my brain and I have come to realize one thing - I want a job. It's not so much about the money that appeals to me, or the fact that I can brag about earning to people (not that it's not a big deal, of course), but the fact that I want to actually make something out of myself. I believe it's more of a feeling of the self-accomplishment I can get when I receive my first ever paycheck for something that only I did, that only I can be able to do.

It's bothersome being - no, remaining - in a slump when I know I can do something more.

This time, I really know I want to do something more.

I just don't know how. At least not yet.