You find yourself in the middle of a day that’s a month after the one you last remember.
You want to have written every minute of it, but instead you look around and wonder what you might do to further the cause you’ve jumped on board with.
That’s the best part of working on something you care about. It’s also bad for your personal blog.
No, that isn’t an apology.
I spent a lot of time in the years after I graduated from college wondering what real people did with their lives. I looked at the routes society mandates as advisable and found most of them completely foreign to the way I operate.
So I tried a few things.
I tried working for a lawyer doing deals in Hollywood and pondered the potential of a life as an intellectual property attorney. Flights to LA for movie set duty and daily check ups on the industry news in Variety.
I took the LSAT twice and that second time I killed it like oil killed the Gulf of Mexico.
Before I got my scores back I heard the sing song everyone in the industry offered as advice: we hate this work. I worked for people I saw gripping smoke and coffee breaks like their day would explode without them. I saw the promise that going postal would provide wickedly smart people locked up in the depression afforded to the unfortunate and well-meaning people who settle for the restrictions of a typical career in a typical industry that pay a typically great salary for being typical.
Out I went, chasing the promise of an entrepreneurial environment in an identically typical industry.
Where I learned the hardest lesson I’ve learned: working for yourself isn’t the promised land.
Working for yourself isn’t the same as working on something you love working on.
So I failed at a long term and scalable business effort in a field that didn’t make me happy.
Big surprise there.
Today I’m in the office at the heart of a truly gorgeous city pretty damn late on a Friday night, and I feel like working.
I feel like working.
Hours and hours after I’d ever have imagined working on anything remotely related to work at any point in the years that came before 2010.
It ain’t easy. I’ve told a lot of you that.
Take it from me though; life’s work and work’s life. You are both.
Make ’em jive.
Work on something cool. Do it in the morning or night or lunchbreaks or whatever. Just do it.
Then tell everyone about it.