Omain Rolland once said:
“Most men die at twenty or thirty;
thereafter they are only reflections of themselves，
for the rest of their lives they are aping themselves,
repeating from day to day more and more mechanically and affectedly what they said and did and thought and loved when they were alive.”
Recently, I suddenly realized that this quote is talking about me.
I chose a stable job back as a civil servant in my hometown under my parents’ advice after I graduated from college.
The job is easy. And my workload is quite small.
So I have plenty of time of my own to spend.
I bought my car and my house and went on dates which are arranged by my parents.
Everything goes well in my life.
But, last month I went to a classmates reunion. And it crashed my heart.
When we were having the meal. Some of my classmates talked about their interesting jobs and interesting challenges in Internet companies. Some of them were talking about strategies for investing in fund and stocks. Some of them were talking about all the new skills they have been learning, which I hadn’t even heard of.
But I? All I could talk about was that my wife just got pregnant.
And now it seems like my child is about to take the same boring path that I have taken.
Is this the life that I want?
Is this even life?
This suddenly becomes so horrible to me. I can’t live like this.
And that’s why I started to search for a new job. I don’t want to die when I am thirty.
Life is only worth living when there are things to explore.