Monochrome

I sound like I'm whining but I'm really sick and tired of life already at the age of 22. I feel so lost like I'm wandering around aimlessly. I know I enjoy my job though not all the time, which is only natural because I don't believe there's any job that comes with 0% stress and 100% enjoyment. But I'm quite sure this is not my dream job. In fact, everytime I try and ask myself what my dream job really is, I can't find an answer no matter how long and hard I think. I'm 22 years old this year and I still don't know what I really want in life. Currently I'm like barely flowing along an almost stagnant river. I don't like that everything always boils down to money. I'm working so hard not because I enjoy the job but to get myself a good paycheck. Is this the harsh reality of adulthood? That as you get older the colors start to fade away and your sight mirrors that of a 1970's television set? When we were younger, we used to stand out wherever we were, whatever we wore. Then as we get older, we lose our sparkle and start to blend in with the boring 8AM and 5PM commuters.