I convince myself that happiness based on passion is something that as I get older, becomes more of a fantasy than daily reality.
I start to get jaded.
I think of everything that makes others happy and contract conformity like a cold.
I ignore the leanings, the imaginations.
I rationalize and rationalize and rationalize and then I read something like this week's mantra and it reminds me to keep on pursuing.
The rest was just created for someone else.
"Following your bliss is not self-indulgent, but vital; your whole physical system knows that this is the way to be alive in this world and the way to give to the world the very best that you have to offer. There is a track just waiting for each of us and once on it, doors will open that were not open before and would not open for anyone else." - Joseph Campbell