I believe that work should be fun and fulfilling and satisfying at a deep level.

More recently, especially in the past couple of months, I’ve felt this way:

B L A H.

That’s a technical term (from the DSM IV, no?) describing a spiritual crisis. It’s not a work crisis, there’s no shortage of work. It’s not a financial crisis; that’s fine too. It’s a crisis in terms of being able to find meaning in daily life. Which is not to say I think life is meaningless. I just wanted more.

I’ve made some changes, and some changes have been made for me:

more business travel to see the world and to meet my colleagues face to face ;

less time at the computer (sure, that’s easy enough because it’s broken — HP, I’m talking straight to you, your tech support leaves a lot to be desired);

hiring an assistant in the late afternoons to help with some of the gruntier aspects of having my own business;

doing my own work first rather than other folk’s;

planning a vacation; and

starting a new business idea.