on dreams and jobs

Dream job. What exactly is it? For me it is something you’ve always wanted but never thought you could possibly get. It is something you’ve always dreamed of, literally, but never thought you could actually land into. It is something you’ve wished for but never thought you’d attain. It is a dream, in every literal sense of the word. It is a dream because despite everything you have no idea how you can possibly attain it.

Now, I am living that dream.

I have had my shares of jobs that I thought or considered were dream jobs. Not because I literally dreamed of them or imagined in my entire life that I would be working in such conditions but because they had the prerequisites of what I would consider a good job. But then those jobs never lasted. They lacked something I was looking for. Maybe I was really pining for that dream – buried deep within my subconscious; longing to be real.

Today, that dream became a reality.

I have always dreamed, since I was little, of working as an executive in a prestigious company. Power dressing, corporate offices, meetings, social interactions, business functions, the whole nine yards. But a path in science strayed me from such a dream and I was forced to contend myself with second hand dream jobs borne out of the skills I have managed to acquire in my lifetime.

But now, I have been given the chance to live out the dream. What happens next, I can only watch and see. In any case I am much too overwhelmed and excited to finally be living the dream.


Author: elleica

Jesus Lover. Writer. Blogger. Biologist turned marketer. Child of Learning. Thrill Seeker. I long for my next adventure.

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