Just loved Tribes by Seth Godin. One of my favorite passages:
It’s four a.m. and I can’t sleep. So I’m sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Jamaica, checking my email.
A couple walks by, obviously on their way to bed, having pushed the idea of vacation a little too hard. The woman looks over to me, and, in a harsh whisper a little quieter than a yell, says to her friend, “Isn’t that sad? That guy comes here on vacation and he’s stuck checking his email. He can’t even enjoy his two weeks off.”
I think the real question — the one they probably wouldn’t want to answer — was, “Isn’t it sad that we have a job where we spend two weeks avoiding the stuff we have to do fifty weeks a year?”
It took me a long time to figure out why I was so happy to be checking my email in the middle of the night. It had to do with passion. Other than sleeping, there was nothing I’d rather have been doing in that moment — because I’m lucky enough to have a job where I get to make change happen.
Amen, Seth. Amen.