I’ve never been the type of person who likes going with the crowd. I stop listening to music when it gains popularity, and I start listening to popular music when people call themselves hipsters. For any of you familiar with the Enneagram, I’m pretty much a textbook four-wing-five.
Despite my aversion to fitting in, I’m currently working a standard 8-5 desk job. There’s a scene in Fantastic Bests: The Crimes of Grindelwald where Newt Scamander’s boggart is revealed to be a desk. Translation for those of you unfamiliar with Harry Potter, Newt’s greatest fear is working an office job. Much like Newt, I too fear the hollow 8-5 grind of modern existence. A perfect example of this is the unbridled joy I feel when I look out the window at my desk.
Ironically, one of the reasons I wanted this job was to have a normal consistent schedule. The haphazard chaos of my last position was exciting and energizing, but it also resulted in a somewhat unhealthy and unbalanced lifestyle.
This is all to say that I believe there’s a reason for the season. Am I resigning myself to monotonous 8-5 job forever? Of course not! But that being said, I certainly feel like this is the perfect fit for me right now. Life is a cyclical thing. New seasons bring with them new relationships, new places, and even new ideologies. And believing there’s a reason for the season makes it all the more purposeful.