As a freelancer, one of the things that scares me about taking even a short vacation is that I won’t have enough work to do when I come back to pay the bills.
But just about a week after coming back from a few days off, I’ve found myself working on a piece about Indian dance troupes, rewriting a story I did in January about health care, and assisting several other radio and podcast producers with projects ranging from hydrogen fuel to food allergies to cancer.
I should be exhausted, but here’s the thing. It turns out that work makes me happy, at least when I feel like I’m accomplishing something and talking to real people about things that really matter to them.
Now if there were a few more hours in the day maybe I’d figure out how to fit something beside work in there. I guess that’s what vacations are for. And then it all starts over again.