Dangle the Carrot

Have you ever felt that you were meant to do something but couldn’t quite put your finger on it?  Like there was a special purpose for your life yet it was unknown to you?  Welcome to my entire life.

Well, recently I have found my calling.  I dearly want to work in Law Enforcement.  I want to hold a position of prestige and respect.  I do not want to do a job that has a hyper-inflated income.  Lastly I would want a job that actually helps people.  This sounds like law enforcement.

I know that, to a lot of my friends, this sounds like lunacy, but some will understand.  I know that I have always fought authority, but that is simply because I envied them.  I have resented the ease at which they have garnished adoration.  It wasn’t until this evening, however, that I was willing to admit that I want to be a member of the uniformed ranks and defend the populous against itself.

The problem is that I have asthma.  I will never be allowed to work in any uniformed position because of a disease that I have been cursed with since birth.  Thus, I must sit by and admire as my friends and neighbors succeed in a career that I could only hope to be accepted into.  This is the path that has been chosen for me.

I will continue to attempt a complete and fulfilling life, but I know that satisfaction will be constantly and slightly out of my grasp.  This post was more of a reason to acknowledge the reality than a way to change it.  Thank you for listening and I hope y’all had a great fourth…