Is this my holy land?

This is what i wanted to be always. "I'll be a journalist some day," i used to say as a teen. Friends thought i was mad, want's to write... The lazy guy.
But now that i have been there, done that for the past five years... i have started having my doubts..
Was this it... i thought this would be fun...
But you must be getting to write a lot..? naah, that's the last thing i do these says.
Changing someone else's draft, and giving him the credit for it, is another thing.
A veteran of the desk had told this rookie in my first year: "but this is a thankless job?"
Come on can't it be this thankless....
I give so many headlines a day that i can't think of one I like...
Make so many pages that i know what you learnt in class about design and symmetry for the page was a whole lot of B*S*.
But i still like what i do... that's seems to be the only thing that keeps me going... drags me through pages and pages of text and pages and pages of gray...
Maybe sometime i'll get to do what i like... what i thought (and still adamantly believe) was journalism...
Writing to bring a change, a least a smile....