“What do you do?” has always been a frustrating question for me.
“What do you do?” asks you to define yourself based solely on how you earn your living.
If you’re asking about what I do to make money, then I don’t know what I do. I never have, and don’t think I ever will. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.
Here’s what I do know: I love my family. I love exploring a world whose infinite variations both excite me and terrify me. I don’t want the only thing people say at my funeral to be “He was a good employee”.
It’s why I’ve gladly embraced the term “dilettante”.
Life is so much more exciting when you’re dabbling in it rather than limiting yourself to just one opportunity for the rest of your life.
So what do I do?
I parent. I make bad jokes so my wife rolls her eyes at me. I study philosophy. I volunteer as a firefighter. I experiment with cooking. I constantly strive to make myself a better person. I eat healthy and I exercise regularly. I research real estate investment. I try to retire in 5 years. I gaze at the stars in the forest. I enjoy a good sunrise in the morning. I teach my daughter about insects. I smile with my son. I spend time with my parents.
I live. I love.
I hope you can learn a little about from me and we can teach one another how to introduce more wonder into our lives.