I thought a lot about K’s post on this article. It definitely touches on a lot of truths about the challenges of following your dreams when you’ve got a life to support. That we often leave very little time for the things that we consider the most important to us.
And it also made me think about the other option. What would happen with those passions if they became our daily work? Would we be any happier?
If we spent all day painting and had to pay the bills with it, would we lose some of our passion for it?
So I guess what I am saying is, shouldn’t we enjoy the joy we feel in those 20 minutes, and know that it is special because it is something we squeeze in when we can? And that a passion is sometimes best left a passion.
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