well. Maybe<\/p>\n
Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement. In a culture that relentlessly promotes avarice and excess as the good life, a person happy doing his own work is usually considered an eccentric, if not a subversive. Ambition is only understood if it\u2019s to rise to the top of some imaginary ladder of success. Someone who takes an undemanding job because it affords him the time to pursue other interests and activities is considered a flake. A person who abandons a career in order to stay home and raise children is considered not to be living up to his potential \u2014 as if a job title and salary are the sole measure of human worth.<\/p>\n
You\u2019ll be told in a hundred ways, some subtle and some not, to keep climbing, and never be satisfied with where you are, who you are, and what you\u2019re doing. There are a million ways to sell yourself out, and I guarantee you\u2019ll hear about them.<\/p>\n
To invent your own life\u2019s meaning is not easy, but it\u2019s still allowed, and I think you\u2019ll be happier for the trouble.<\/p>\n
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THat’s from the author of Calvin and Hobbes. I am feeling prickly because i have a buncha things I feel that I *should* be doing and i am not doing it. STUFF keeps coming up. Except I maybe could find the time if it were reallly important. Instead I want to be crabby about everything.<\/p>\n
Maybe a cup of coffee would help.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
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