I went back to work, after being absent for 2months. I broke some bone from my foot and it took surgery to get it healing properly. Return back to normal routines have been brutal. Dear motivation, if you read this, please come back?
I work as a chef, baker and pastry chef and i used to love my job. Well i still do, i love my profession, but not sure if it is the right one for me. Working in professional kitchen is kind of crazy, long shifts, mad hustle and awful working hours. I've started to think if there is even any sense doing this.
We have this proverb: Everybody are either crazy or whore. It basically means that everybody has their price, and if they don't have, they are mad. This came to my mind when I thought what could I do with my life. I have liked to think that I have high morality, but I'm not sure about it anymore either. I'm pretty much ready to be assassin or trophy wife if the price is right.
As a chef, I think that I give too much and gain too little, and in oder to carry on my profession it should be even or I have to gain more.
Well hello existential crisis! I really missed you.