I want to do something really different

Having a job for more than a decade and most of this is spent in the same organisation, how's this? For some, this may sound stable. I used to think this way too.

I have a different perception now. I want to do something different where my talents are really utilised, shared and appreciated by more people. And of course, it must enable me to venture into a project that can sustain the family's lifestyle the same,if not better, than if I'm still having the same stable career.

Many aspects have to be weighed. Realistically, there are mouths to feed and commitments to meet. And the inflation rate is something that has to be kept up to.

I have a few things in mind. I just hope that in treading the path to realising this, I would be shown clearer ways to reaching it, by the Almighty.

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