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Tenured academics have the perk of sabbaticals to feed their research and keep the creative engines running. I envy that situation, so I decided to take some time off from regular blogging and do some dedicated reading. Furthermore, I chose to read fiction and poetry rather than factual prose. I became more selective about which assignments to accept. Now this was real luxury.
It is often said that there are usually two solutions to any problem: time and money. I believe that time is more desirable than money. If I am considering whether to accept an assignment or pursue a professional project, I will ask myself the following question. "Do I want to spend my time thinking and researching this topic or artist?" I rarely give second thought to the writer's fee.
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Hopefully, this is a matter of quality over quantity. Oddly enough, life is too short–the quantity of days–to sacrifice quality. Of course, practicality determines that we need a balance between the two. I seldom take a walk without a goal or destination in mind. Maybe it is the result of working to a deadline for the majority of my life.
Part of what sparked this phase of life or attempt to switch gears was a question posed by a friend. She said, "what do you like to do for fun?" I was stymied. Dancing would have been my usual response but I have been sidelined with a persistent injury. Activities like theatre, cinema and other cultural pursuits are for me professional endeavours. Had I forgotten how to play?
I am an empty-nester and in my 60s. What would I do in my so-called retirement years? A second career seemed unlikely. Serious travel was too expensive. I have champagne taste and a beer budget. My leisure time is dotted with thrift shops, second-hand bookstores and free lectures. Perhaps I should have followed that sarcastic philosophy professor's career advice and "open a brothel."