When one of my best friends read my first articles, her reaction was: „I wouldn´t be able to write anything even in my own language.“ Then I immediately thought: „I wouldn´t be able to make any of those handcrafts she is so good at.“
Obviously every person is good at something else. We can´t be all the same. But most of the time, even when we are good at different stuff, we do the same things. This friend is my former colleague. We used to do exactly the same job for two years.
We all need some „real“ job to survive, so many of us end up working in some company. Although it doesn´t mean, that it is something, what would be our specialty. Everyone can learn working in the office. But what is that something, only few people can do? This friend used to say, that when she would go for maternity leave, she would do some handcraft. I know she can. She can make really nice jewelry, she has an imagination, knows what looks good and is patient. Once I asked her to help me with a costume for a Christmas party, because I wanted to look like „pretty Christmas tree“. If I made it by myself, I would look like an idiot, not even as a Christmas tree.
A lot of people do some hand work as a way to meditate. Someone makes a jewelry; someone works at the garden. I am not patient enough for these things, I feel like my both hands are left, when I want to do something like that, so it it´s fun just for few minutes. Instead I found writing. That is my meditation. It´s not up to me to say if it´s something I am good at, but it´s up to me to say, that it´s something I enjoy doing.
I would travel and write about everything I experienced. I would spend most of the time in mountains. Maybe I would miss CrossFit there, so I would go back to the city for some time, enjoy the comfortable life in my flat in city center, go to the gym and when I would get bored of that, I would buy another flight ticket. All this I would want to do with my boyfriend. But this is not a dream of everyone. That´s why it makes me wander. I have many friends, but I don´t actually know about dreams of all of them. What would they do, if nobody would give them a job and they would just do something of their choice?