How time sometimes doesn’t tell you what to do

In the last time I’ve been thinking what a luxury my generation has. In the many countries we grew up, most of us could think about what we really want to do in life. The times when we continued our parents business are long gone. So we grew up with the question: What do you really want to do? As a kind of creative person ever since, but with no special talent, like music, painting or anything similar, I have come to the point to rethink this thing. In Brasil I actually live in a society where people don’t choose so much by following their heart, but also by following money. And maybe that is what is happening to me. Maybe I start to think about what value this and that work would give to my bank account (if I’d had any). But is this the right way? And who knows what is the right way? In the end all our lives will turn to ashes and memories of others. So, deciding doesn’t become easier in any society, neither in the German open one, nor in the Brazilian necessity orientated one.

Could anyone please give me a hint on what I am supposed to do in my short life?

Kika