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生き甲斐

Missing out on events with friends.

Working 12 hour days.

Waking up early the next day to do it again.

Sitting alone in my room, staring at a blank computer screen, wondering if it's all worth it.

Do not call me obsessed. I don't work compulsively. Do not be confused as to where my priorities lie. I don't sit at home dreaming of work, I sit at work dreaming of home. Do not call me a workaholic. I am simply working hard. But the things that we grow to love, the things that we are so passionate about that they wake us up in the morning, give us energy, inspire us, fulfill us, is it so wrong to, at times, place them above all else? Do not those things require sacrifice? Just as we must be willing to sacrifice everything for the people we love, so to must we sacrifice everything for the things that give us a reason for being. 

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