I do agree that there are many people that don't focus. They either just do what they have to do to get by with their job, just to give them the ability to live and do the things externally. Or they go through the motions of a job to an extreme, because there is nothing else in there lives but their job.

While I get reasons for both, I don't see either option as ultimately being a good way to live.

The majority of our life time is spent doing work. So, you gotta work right? Well if we're not pushing ourselves for the sake of developing ourselves at every chance we get, then wtf are we doing?

Opportunity exists in the most menial, tedious, and repetitive jobs out there. Yes, in some jobs I can imagine it could take almost delusional levels of positive thinking to self-motivate, but again, if you're not being positive and pushing your boundaries… then there's no point in doing it.. I mean the money will never be enough for sure, if you're living every day counting the seconds until quitin' time.

It was great meeting you as well!

Why frame it as a choice between deriving your source of happiness from life or from work? Fuck that. I choose neither, and I work very hard to derive my happiness from pure living. My only enemy is wasting time in dull moments. From that perspective, my job AND my life is damn interesting because if its not, trust that I won't wait around too long for someone else to “make something happen”.

I've always chosen 'Life' over 'Work'. As a kid, I knew I wanted the freedom of a 'job'. Thus, when I left my last corporate job (2005), I toughed it out on my own to 'enjoy life'. Any chance I can, I'm on a plane to another city. Or, I'm spending time with friends, seeing favorite movies and visiting the bookstore. I grew up believing that hard work didn't necessarily equal success. I wanted to work smarter. I wanted to see ahead and beyond the masses.

My freedom over the last few years have been wonderful. Sure, my income varied as a self-employed guy, but the freedom was liberating. I declared a few weeks ago that I would remain independent of a job (though I don't deny 'peeking' at jobs on occasion as a 'just in case' measure). I see the modern day job as slavery. Going to work for someone was never a stimulating experience for me. I wanted to vomit more often than anything else.

So, yeah, this lifestyle brings me happiness (when I'm not saddled down by trying to save and inspire the world).

Right?

My pastor shared a testimony this week of a woman who attends our church. She had been unemployed for months, and wasn't praying for just a job, but a position. She knew that there's so much more than just finding a source of income; that being able to apply your gifts and talents in your area of work speaks volumes to your happiness in that work. I wholeheartedly agree.

The more you love what you do, the less it seems like work and more like life, and the line between the two becomes harder to distinguish. So in theory, your work/life “balance” becomes a gray area, because in the end they are one in the same.

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By the way, the woman got her dream position in a specialized field, just a week after requesting prayer :)