On Finding Our Passion

Now and Later, or Maybe Never.

For those who knew they wanted to be a doctor/lawyer/nycfirefighter (which, btw, requires you apply before age 27) when they grew up, the rest of us are dying to know their secret. Decisions are hard enough without flashes (before our unfocused eyes) of unfulfilled careers reminding us that, perhaps, we'll never come to our own aha! moment and, besides, we prefer to take pleasure in simple things like walks through the local park on Saturdays after another disappointing work week, long dinners with friends where we commiserate over the latest facebook scandal, and the resurfacing of Kevin Arnold on The Hub. Or so we tell ourselves, at the not-so-off chance that lights don't appear at the end of our tunnels and taking one-day/career/adventure-at-a-time remains the eternal lens through which we lead our lives. Enjoy!