June 13, 2007

Lest I forget

There are times when I love my job.

When I forget to eat lunch because what I'm doing is so fascinating.

When it hits home that sometimes I get paid to learn, and after that, I get paid to play with words.

When I feel important. Useful. Helpful. Smart. Necessary, even. Like what I'm doing matters and that I'm good at it.

I can't imagine trying to do this without that occasional work-induced bliss. Mind you, as a first year lawyer, those days are few and far between. But when the law flatters... if you happen to like women like that... man, oh, man. It's a heady experience.

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