Once again, I dwell on the idea of going back to school.
I have been doing a fair bit of contract work on the campus of Wake Forest University this week. Though I have no interaction with the students, it’s still refreshing to walk through a busy campus and catch a bit of the hope that swirls around.
Everyone is too young to have learned the cynicism of adulthood. It’s easy to let your mind wander and think about the potential that college offers. Of course, it might be a little overly optimistic to believe that education alone will lead to riches. I was in the ivory tower for three years and I’m still broke.
And yet there’s that niggling idea of hope.
These days, when I think about my own options I waffle between trying for an MBA or completing a new masters degree in technology and communication. I suppose having a career to worry about might be a better option than worrying about which masters to get at this point in life, but it’s hard to set aside hope.
Perhaps the best path is go for the education and lose another year’s pay. Ouch. Back to the job search.
I do have a couple of leads on potential jobs these days. They would pay OK. More than I’m getting now. And yet they merely offer more of the same in terms of work.
The job of “professional student” gets more and more appealing.
