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6/15/2025, 11:03:57 PM
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Hey, I wrote this post and instead of making a new thread I figured I can support this one by co-opting it with a subtopic.
I'm at a crossroads of my life where I can go all in on my profession (education), but this is the first summer ever where I really am just reading and writing every day. It's amazing. I can retool my life to incorporate this on a daily basis if I ceased any additional labor and union work, essentially killing my ambition in one area (professional) to repurpose it in another (personal).
The question is, should I?
What would a lifetime spent reading and writing net me at the end of it? I feel as though by consistently sticking my neck out for others, constantly attending events/conferences/summits/think tanks, I am being exposed to a side of life I had never considered before and it is fostering immense personal growth. How long do I allow that to persist before I pivot towards my true passion (literature/writing)?
I appreciate anyone who takes the time to respond. Please take this photo as a token of my gratitude. It was taken from the government housing apartment I grew up in. The woman who raised me has since passed and I can no longer access this view, it lives only in my memories as well as in photographs.
Hey, I wrote this post and instead of making a new thread I figured I can support this one by co-opting it with a subtopic.
I'm at a crossroads of my life where I can go all in on my profession (education), but this is the first summer ever where I really am just reading and writing every day. It's amazing. I can retool my life to incorporate this on a daily basis if I ceased any additional labor and union work, essentially killing my ambition in one area (professional) to repurpose it in another (personal).
The question is, should I?
What would a lifetime spent reading and writing net me at the end of it? I feel as though by consistently sticking my neck out for others, constantly attending events/conferences/summits/think tanks, I am being exposed to a side of life I had never considered before and it is fostering immense personal growth. How long do I allow that to persist before I pivot towards my true passion (literature/writing)?
I appreciate anyone who takes the time to respond. Please take this photo as a token of my gratitude. It was taken from the government housing apartment I grew up in. The woman who raised me has since passed and I can no longer access this view, it lives only in my memories as well as in photographs.
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