“If in fact we're miserable in the process, what's the point of earning money in the first place?” -Paddi Lund
I wonder how many people are truly miserable in their jobs. Or even just unhappy. As I type this my eyebrows furrow and I am sad for those people. Many people spend more hours per week at their jobs than they do at home and with the people they love. Day in and day out, dragging around at a job that they dislike, or even hate. All for what? Money? Success? Recognition? I heard somewhere that homeless people that have been living that way for a long time actually choose it. (Maybe they have the right idea?)
At any rate, we have no second chance for the lost time.