so after some 10 years of serious thinking,
(or however long it has been since i’ve been able to think it) i have come to the epiphany that somehow, in my world, work and passion must be consciously divorced. there are simply too many awesome things to do in this world to devote my entire soul to any one of them. which would happen if i did something i thoroughly enjoy for a living. and besides, the notion of being paid for something produced out of inspiration doesn’t sound very inspiring anyways. instead, slogging it out in the office and in return being granted financial security and the money needed to support doing all these awesome things has begun to sound rather appealing.
so much for being maverick.