I don’t think that I fit in anymore; I am a gear that fits no where…

Ever feel outta place? Ever feel like you don’t fit anymore? I think that I have become a gear with no purpose. I don’t fit in with the other gears and it’s beginning to show.

I work in the oilfield industry and at the time where the oil was good work was good. I don’t mind working, I never have and I never will. I will; however, die. I have come to a point in the life to where that if I am working, I want it to be a career of my choosing.

I wanna get for doing what I think is fun (writing) and get paid for doing it. Why not, I’m not going to be getting any younger am I? Back to college I go, but…where to go, how to go about doing it, and am I ready for it?

Well yes I am! With a semester down and in the bags, I want more! I will have to say that I will have to plan better this next semester. The hard part is finding a job to support all of the bills and that I can at least tolerate.

I find that the oil field industry is great on money and takes a special grunt for the work involved. I’m not that grunt, just going through the motions to make a paycheck. Plus sense I am the grunt, I get ran over numerous time. Don’t they know that hurts?

It’s time for me to make a change. It’s just time.