A trend I’ve noticed in the past year, is that the burning ambition that I had when I finished my study and had my first two starter’s jobs… has dwindled. What used to be a burning fire and a need to prove myself, is now smoldering embers.

No, work is not the most important thing anymore. Reading back to 2004-2007 I was so focused on work, getting better, trying to get somewhere… and somewhere during this year I just decided… fuck it. Ambition’s all nice and good… but I’m just so much happier now that I have a job that DOESN’T suck out my soul.

I still work, I still work hard at times… and at other days it’s more quiet. But it’s work. Just that. And if I have to choose, I’d ten times rather hang out with the girls in the pub or the sauna, or tag along to the jam sessions of the boys. If I’m at work for a week and I have a concert to go to on Thursday evening – then the latter is what I am focusing on.

I’m not kidding when I say that I want to ENJOY myself, and that’s my new year’s resolution. I want to put some time into getting into shape again and continue the good step I took with fitness and reiki… but partying and smiling are the top of my list. And partying can be cuddling/giggling in bed with Olli or sitting on the couch together by the light of Brenda’s LED candles that she forgot over at our place, or eating sushi or tapas, or singing along at some concert or lying in the grass at a festival or Rock Rock or the park… I don’t care.
I just want to enjoy myself.

I work to live. And I live to enjoy myself.

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