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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
Are you doing what you love?
Are you passionate about what you currently do to live?
Maybe you already heard it before… "do what you love and the money will follow".
When you are enjoying what they do, it does not feel like the dreaded 9 to 5, it does not feel like work.
Now, just to be clear, when I am saying “do what you love and the money will follow,” I’m not referring to traveling all over the world with the expectation of your trek to somehow pay for your good time.
You can decide to be a journalist or maybe an airlines pilot and be close.