What’s Next?

It does appear, at least on the surface that we approaching what can only be described as the end game. After what has been one of the world’s more stressful engagements Laura and I are 2 months from D-day. No doubt there are a few more delightful twists and turns to come, but in general the light does at last seem to be at the end of the tunnel.

Since agreeing to marry me we have had our relationship scrutinized by government agencies on both sides of the pond, and barring any final anomalies they have come to the same conclusion that I did just days after meeting Laura for the first time. Namely, that she most certainly is the one for me, and yes, I really would rather like to spend my life with her.

Being the diligent pragmatist that I try to be the old grey matter is turning is focus in true Bartlet fashion to that never ending question of ‘What’s next?’. The answer seems to be that I am going to need to find a way of keeping my soon to be betrothed young lady in M&M’s and Steve Job’s creations. Sadly the world doesn’t run on love alone and if I am to truly embrace the decedent consumer ethos of my new place of residence I had better find a way to actually paying for it.

With this being taken into account it is time for me to enter with trepidation and hope the wonderful world searching for a job. Or, as my boss in London put it ‘it’s time to find a proper job’. Without meaning to labour the point I am painfully aware that it is time to actually suck it up and answer the question I have been avoiding for so many years, what do I actually want to do with my life?

I am sure, like a great number of people I have never had (at least not yet) the calling of great vocation. It was never my single ambition to work for Dr’s Without Boarders, or become an Astronaut. As a result, throughout my education I always selected topics that kept my options open. I never wanted to be restricted by my choices and did everything I could to avoid specialisation. Rightly or wrongly it is a principle I maintained all the way to the end of University.

Philosophy by its nature allowed me to explore history, politics, religion, literature, mathematics and science, while integrating more abstract concepts like ethics, debate, rationality and language. Philosophy at its heart is an all encompassing web that finds its way into every facet of human existence, there is no corner of life that doesn’t feel its influence, no conversation or conclusion that isn’t formed by one of its may contradictory and overlapping principles. The only trouble is that the real world isn’t designed to match such thinking with a way of actually paying the bills.

At this great junction of my life I am seeing through new eyes words I first read long ago, and like many thousands before me it is time put a little faith in the Good Book. Through love, and because of love it is time put childish things aside and find answers to questions that have previously been avoided:

1 Corinthians 13:11-13

When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.

In essence it’s time to man up, make some decisions, and work out what the expletive I am going to do with my life. To this end should anyone have discovered the fountain of knowledge to job hunting in the DC metro area please let me know, any and all advice would be greatly appreciated.

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Posted on August 10, 2010, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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