I work as an IT Assistant in a medium-sized business; private sector. I'm not a corporate type at all, but the environment is fairly relaxed, my boss is an amazing person which I don't take for granted, and I do enjoy what I do. I think from a technical perspective, I have greater aptitude than my superior however my organisational skills as well as my business mind and decision making are my Achilles' heel. All in all, I don't think I do too bad, though. My coworkers seem to like me and I think my contributions thus far have made my employment worthwhile, though that is not for me to decide.
I decided I wanted to be involved with computers ever since I was about 7 or 8 years old. The dream was to become a computer games programmer, however, between projects I worked on in my spare time and the course I went on at University, I learned something: I am far more enthused and spiritually nourished by the creative process than I am by the means in which I pursue it. By which I mean that insofar as I have complete creative control, I really enjoyed teaching myself how to program, but I actually find the technical aspects of it rather dull. I was only interested insofar as I could apply it as a vehicle to achieve my visions and not for its own sake. How should I say... it's like my love affair with (human) language. I love language because it allows us to communicate and to express ourselves. However, the fundamentals of language like syntax, grammar: as much as I realise they are necessary, I cannot find fulfilment in such minor details.
If I can't get on board with an idea, then I can't work. I never could work well with others in that sense. In retrospect, that is mostly all I would have been doing in a corporate environment - coding for the public, the directors, the managers - so perhaps I was lusting after the unattainable. It's why I'm reluctant to try it again.
Currently, I'm persuading myself to either take up some new hobbies or reprise some old ones, as I don't want to let my creativity languish overmuch. That said, I've been thinking the same way for a couple of years now, so take me with a pinch of salt. My lack of downtime during the week combined with wrist pain (and major procrastination) is dissuading me from trying to write properly. I've been planning on learning keyboard for ages and promised myself I'd buy one the next time payday rolls around however I don't know where I will put the thing, because we don't have a whole lot of space in the house as it is.
As far as long term plans, I don't really have any. I had one for many years and the shock of seeing it fall through was quite devastating - even if I had succeeded I don't think I would have found what I was looking for. I have learned that having dreams is good because it propels us forward, however hedging all your bets on something without being realistic about it could potentially set you up for disastrous results. Looking back, I've always enjoyed the options, the freedom, the potential of being able to do something as much or more than I have actually doing it. I guess I am a bit of a puer aeternus in that sense. I just hope that I'm not setting myself up for a fall as I get older.