About a month ago I got a new job here in Asheville, and I’m really digging it. I’d been at the newspaper for going on 9 years (since I was 16) and felt that I was really beginning to stagnate in my knowledge and in my habits. My mind was constantly about 5 years ahead of what we could actually do, and that depressed me into a kind of chronic stupor.
In my new job, I have already learned things that I had tried to teach myself for years. I’m beginning to learn web design, and to understand the skeleton and flesh and blood of marketing. Other than more money (which can make anyone’s life easier) I feel like I’ve finally got my ducks in a row and some critical mistakes are out of the way. Maybe growing up is just finding out that you like to work more than you like to play. That definition will work for now.