Passion. Dictionary.com has this definition:
1. A powerful emotion, such as love, joy, hatred, or anger.
2. a. Boundless enthusiasm: His skills as a player don’t quite match his passion for the game.
2. b. The object of such enthusiasm: Soccer is her passion.

Saying that word sometimes feels so foreign. Most days I feel like a single sheep in a herd of millions trudging along to work everyday.

I certainly enjoy programming since I love the sensation of building something from literally “nothing”. However, the only programming that I’ve really enjoyed has been that which I have had an interest, dare I say “passion”?, in doing. That pretty much rules out 98% of the coding that I’ve done during my professional career. What’s do damn exciting about coding up some obscure business application? wee.

I recently put this book on reserve at the library. I’m excited to read it just because of the possibilities that I dream about when I think about doing something that I love for a living.

Ask yourself … Do I love what I do right now? Do I still want to do it in five years?