I took a little walk today on my lunchbreak.
I’m very blessed and lucky to work in a job that I’m passionate about. However, that can be a double-edged sword. We tend to overindulge in the things we’re passionate about, don’t we? I know I’ve done this with lots of things. It’s like my sister Bobbi said when I was describing it to her: it’s like Oreo’s. If you like them, you always tend to eat them until you make yourself miserable and don’t want to look at or think about an Oreo for at least a month.
I don’t want to do that with my work. But sometimes I find myself thinking about marketing and advertising and media and branding and business and writing and blogging more than is healthy, even for a “professional.” I don’t want to be one of those ad guys (or ad girls) who gets burned out after a few years and leaves the business to start her own earthworm farm. Not that there’s anything wrong with starting an earthworm farm–but if the earthworms are just there because you’ve made yourself sick of something you used to love, that ain’t cool.
I used to love comic books, and I’d often do the same thing with them. Just completely lose myself in them until I needed to come up for air.
Passion is good. Smothering yourself with a passion, not so much.