I have been on a business trip in Dallas, TX for 12 days, with 5 more to go. It seems that we are doing good and important work here. Launching a new business model, creating jobs, brewing good coffee, raising the Bar of Deliciousness. It is an exciting new chapter for the business unit.
I truly care about what I do, but I care about the people I work with and their well-being more. That becomes my sole reason to return to Crazy Town. I strive to claim as little attachment as possible to the work I do, and I think it is healthy and wise to reduce it further to a new low. Ironically, I believe one reaches greater and longer lasting outcome without any attachment to the preconceived notion of "success."
I miss being home. Being away from my protected fortress is hard, but perhaps relying on being home to find comfort is my crutch. I realize I can't fully start my new life if I do not remove my crutches, if I do not find comfort on my own. And so, I joined my project team who has been slogging through this hellish project for a full year and headed to Dallas. This trip is for me, as much as it is for the project team.
My mind has been blank because I have been doing nothing but work. By definition, working is doing something in exchange for payment. No matter how I justify applying creativity towards work, it is, still, a justification. Once I exchange creativity with a paycheck, the recipient has just purchased a bunch of expectations. I'm not sure exactly what my point is here. Perhaps bringing up the awareness for consideration that "creating in exchange for a paycheck" will almost always, eventually, hamper true "creating."
This incohesive writing is a direct result of my scattered brain. My body needs rest, and my brain needs nourishment.
But today, May 20, my project team has reached a new milestone. And I am going to take a moment and celebrate our heroic efforts with the good people. We have been slogging through hell together for a long time. For those who were truly involved, and rolled up their sleeves to get shit done - you are the sole reasons coffee is brewed today.
Godspeed, my good friends.
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