There Has to Be More to Life Than This
I was on a walk in the mountains with some guys the other day and somebody said, referring to their existing career, “There has to be more to life than this.”
He was referring to having a mortgage to pay, family commitments, and how he’s providing for his family, but shoveling away doing something he doesn’t really like. It pays well, so he just needs to keep his head down.
Like many people who head for this mirage on the horizon, it’s like, “I just need to get to X. I just need to get the mortgage paid or reach retirement or whatever magical solution will be in the future. Then there’ll be an escape route.”
And I recognize this — there must be more to life than this — because I’ve felt it myself. This quiet despair. This dread.
It’s not ever-present. It’s something that pops up on a Sunday afternoon.
