I couldn’t tell you what year it was… maybe 15 years ago… I have a very distinct memory of riding up a chair lift at Whiteface Mountain with an old family friend. They were asking me what I was up to in life. My answer: I was hustling in grad school. I wore the busy-ness badge and paying my dues certificate with pride.
“But are you happy?” They asked?
I remember being really uncomfortable with the question.
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