No boundaries but the ones you yourself make

How about this guy, an American neurologist who decided to give up a career, which in his own words turned him into an asshole, and instead take upp roller-blading, an activity that made him truly happy. That was fifteen years ago, and he’s been “flying” ever since.

He describes himself as “the one who got away”. By stopping in his tracks and listening to himself, he managed to escape the rat race and be free.

I’ve long suspected that’s the way to go, but I have yet to find a passion strong enough to make me dare take that plunge.*

 

*Roller-blades, alas, make me fall down and swear, and sometimes cry. They’re not happy-making at all, as far as I’m concerned.

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