Journal 2

    It's been a month of challenging myself. And I would like to call it the stage of "trying hard to step out of the comfort zone."

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    I'm the kind of person really into the same old life patterns I created for myself since I was little. For example, I love to visit the same restaurant and order the exact same food again and again, and I won't get tired or get bored of it. Instead, I would enjoy every bite of my food just like the first time I tasted it. Or I would even love that smell and taste more as the time passed by and after I ate it again and again, since I love to give the ritual an element of commitment that goes with the ceremony on it. 

 

    Hence, it is hard for me to do something I am not familiar with, and I just couldn't make sure if the result will be satisfactory enough for me. Living in the tiny box for so long, I found that the reason why I was stuck in the small world I created was because I didn't find my true passion or something intriguing enough to kindle my sparks.

 

    However, I found one this month. I know that I love coffee, but I just didn't realize how much I love it before I chose to send out the resume for a coffee shop, and I barely knew the actual pay I would get at then. And that was the first time I knew that I wanted to find a career that I feel the same way as I feel for coffee. I still have a lot to learn in terms of brewing coffee or finding a comfortable way to live in this big and flamboyant world, but I guess I am lucky to find an approach or that emotional feelings I love to chase for goals and dreams in my twenties.