Labor of Love

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The sun peaks through the fading clouds and begins to intensify as I prepare my project. Sweat builds under my hat and I squint skyward. The sun hisses and I wince. My ankles ache and I grind my teeth. Sunblock begins to melt off my face like a the organic drips of a dwindling candle. I watch sweat run down my nose, cling, then splatter onto the burning concrete. The steep embankment, saturated with years of doodles, ignores the thread of my shoes. I lose grip and release my squat into one of my many downward sprints ending with a long and grimacing slide. rocket.jpgGlass, rock and debris sprays from under my shoes as a small cloud of smoke lifts into the breeze. I curse the sun and glare at the bank. I put my head down and climb back into position.

Only a small percent of people find their true passion. What is yours? You may be like those whom are in search, but hindered by uncertainty and fear. Who are you and what makes you that person? Start with your interests, hobbies and goals. Find similarities amongst them. Narrow them down and ask yourself, would I dedicate myself to this passion without praise, wealth and stability? Would I strain my body and torment my mind to remain loyal to my passion? When you define yourself through your goals, actions and passions…you have found your true labor of love!

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More often than not, the pursuit of a passion is exhausting, wearisome and difficult, but always rewarding when your work is your labor of love.

Against unfavorable odds, what do you thrive to accomplish?


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