Making Fun of Living

I’ve debated my major for a while now. Coming into college, I boldly stated that I wanted to be a mechanical engineer. What I wanted to do after college, ha, that’s funny, you’re kidding right? I hid from the fact that the name of my major wasn’t the specific name of a job. I want to do something fun like design rollercoasters. I love rollercoasters so why not? This is where confliction meets me head on. I’ve recently found a field of study called Biomedical Engineering after helping build electrosurgery unit testers for an engineering project. These devices cut tissue in the body to prevent blood loss during surgery and were to be shipped to a third world country after completion. It was awesome to see that what I was building was going to help people in dire need. I’ve decided that’s the job I want to have, one that includes giving and helping to those who are less fortunate than me. I find that making a living should be more than making a paycheck. It shouldn’t be quick money that I earn to pay my bills and buy things I want. When I see the poverty of those living in third world countries, I realize that my own wealth means nothing. If I’m earning money and living for myself, I’m letting everyone around me suffer.  I want the term “making a living” to be redefined to mean doing what you want while making a difference and having fun.  When I’m ready to retire, if I didn’t make a difference somehow and have fun doing it then I didn’t do my job right.

I believe that making a living should be defined as the joy you create all through your life, whether it’s your own or someone else’s.

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