On rainy days, I think more and more about changing jobs
This story is for you, unfolding the internal job application you had tucked away by the rainy window.
Scenes
- On rainy days, I think more and more about changing jobs — Thoughts of changing jobs that fade on clear days grow again by the window when it rains. In my hand is an internal job application I had tucked away.
- Blaming the weather only makes things murkier — If I blame the weather, it feels like the career questions that have stayed with me become less important. But it also feels too heavy to treat everything I’m feeling today as an answer.
- I open the application, then fold it up again — At four in the afternoon, I open the application by the window, then fold it up again when the rain grows louder. On one page, the wish to move on overlaps with the reasons to stay.
- When today’s hesitation feels like the whole road ahead — When we read your saju temperament, we look less at predicting the future and more at what you notice first when facing an unfamiliar path. Rain and fatigue can make those conditions feel bigger.
- Let’s separate what the rain stirred up from the questions that remain — On the paper, write “feelings that grew because of the rain” beside “questions that would remain on a clear day.” It’s okay if one side is longer at first.
- You don’t have to move today for the question to remain — What you feel on a rainy day isn’t a verdict on your career. It can show you the question you’ve been carrying for a long time. Which choice would remain even on a clear day?
Stories by Dowon
- Dowon
- As I get ready for work, should I start by fixing what I’m lacking?
- You realize the whole morning is gone, and blame yourself for the day again.
- When I get back after a meeting, the money I gave my family is the first thing on my mind.
- I couldn’t tell my husband, even though I’d gone to the interview.
- Even over dinner, I wonder if this is the right work for me.
- After I call Mom, I feel like I’m the one who has to take care of things now.
- A weekend afternoon at home, and I’m already trying to fix how I rest
- I’m trying to find my strengths, but somehow I keep walking along the maple-lined path.