You know, something that you just love to do? And if you could make a living doing it, you’d be on it so quick it would make your head spin?
I don’t. I have no passion. There are lots of things I like to do, but I think the minute they became a job, I’d not like doing them anymore, they’d cease being fun. Like when I was a kid, I could iron for hours. I loved to iron. But then, since I loved it so much, my parents, in their infinite wisdom, made ironing into one of my chores. I’ve hated it ever since. Having to do it ruined the joy.
Brian has a passion. It’s his tractors. Right now, he and his brother are up in central California at an ag show. Brian thinks that he and his brother can manufacture tools (or whatever you’d call them) for less money and much better quality than is out there right now. Every dealer they spoke with at the show said they’d be interested in selling the thing that Brian has in mind. Brian is excited about this and rightly so. He’s tired of what he does now for a living, he took over the company from his father a long, long time ago. He’s good at what he does, he’s got a great reputation and he’s not cheap. But it’s no longer his passion.
I wish I had a passion. I wish I had something that I could hardly wait to do.
I envy those of you with a passion.