Hurdling

Been wondering lately about jobs... am I the only one who just has such a hard time seeing the purpose in storing up all kinds of junk junk so I can get more junk junk. Meanwhile, life is passing us all by. I really have to leap over this hurdle--the job hurdle. 

I just can't seem to get over this one. And, ironically, no one ever told me that the things I'd studied in college (theater/music) were most likely the things I'd have to do to make some cash. 

So now I've done those things--those things I went to college for--those theater/music things. And I kinda feel like I'm done. Yes, as in the fork in me done. Done. The odd thing is, I still wanna be creative--I still wanna do new things--challenging things. On one side of the hurdle--staying there, wondering if this is what God made me for. Why do I have the abilities I have if I'm not supposed to use them... somehow. 

I wonder if I can jump over, and jump back and then... jump back over again? Somehow, that doesn't really seem like that will get me further down the track--rather, it will keep me that that hurdle. 

These thoughts--though entirely introspective and semi-nauseating--are good ones. It's this point of pressure that forces us along the way--so there's little danger in stagnating. 

Time to jump?  Or....