Chattering of my mind

Now, I’m fully convinced that “Nothing is permanent,” not even the people or interests of people. I don’t know about others, so I shouldn’t generalize, but this is what I’ve realized about myself. Everything I thought I was interested in or loved to do is no longer true. Passion: When I was in school, I was fascinated by electronic gadgets. I loved opening them up to see how they worked and tried to fix the non-working ones, or at least figure out what was wrong. Desire: When I reached college, I became more interested in making money. I hated asking my parents for money because I thought they didn’t have enough. So, I combined my love of electronic gadgets with my desire to make money and learned mobile phone repairing. I started working in that field and, yes, I made good money for a while, about four or five years. Respect: Slowly, I started to hate the idea of being a mobile repairer or a mobile mechanic for the rest of my life. I began to think of a white-collar job where I wou...