Introspection(I suspect, part one)

Ah choices. One of my friends once said, it's better to have one watch than many, atleast you know the exact time. I'm starting to get that statement. I gave both my interviews, and none of them went very satisfactorily, which means I'm still looking at career options.

I talked to dad today, and he said he'd always wanted to do his thing. He completed his course, then did a job at a private firm for some years, and then started his own office.

My problem is that I go pell-mell into something, and then I don't know what to do. It's weird that after four years of engineering, I still don't know what I am. No, scratch that, I know what I can be, both at my best and my worst. I've started to know my limits, and I get my weaknesses. And how to get myself out of them(sometimes). I'm curious, and I don't care about danger, or about working hard. (Or so I'd like to think) I'm passionate about minorities, and I'm a sucker for underdogs.

The only thing is, I don't really have a passion about anything in my life. I don't know what I could spend the rest of my life doing. Rather, the thought of spending the rest of my life doing one thing sort-of scares me. In a very commitment-phobe sort of way. I mean, you want it to happen, but if it happens you know you're lost. I'm rambling here.