A brief snippet from my next book, The Art of Work: At some point, you entertained the idea that you were born to do something significant. But then high school happened. Or college. And your parents talked you into becoming a lawyer instead of a baker. That professor told you med school was a smarter move than relocating to New York to try out an acting career. And you believed them. When “real life” began, you gave up, but called it growing up instead and abandoned the dream altogether. You made excuses for why wanting something extraordinary was somehow selfish and immature, and you wondered if any of those feelings you felt when you were younger were ever real in the first place. But even then, you knew you were wrong. No matter how noisy the world got, no matter how busy you became, there would always be something inside you—a small voice that whispers in the quieter moments of life, taunting you with the shadow of a destiny. If you listen hard enough, you can still hear it.
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 20:40:50 +0000