Being bored with your own job. Tired, numb, no spirit. Lately, it’s hard for me to keep in track. And suddenly, this conversation reminds me:
Y: “You dont need to force yourself to come to work anymore.
Actually, any job can be done just fine without someone.
But somehow, for me, I cant help devoting myself to my job.
I might be in love with my job. It’s like my job is my girlfriend.
Me: “You’re in love, so you work hard?”
Y: “Yep, I think. Why dont you think the same as mine? Being able to help others as a doctor is great, you know.”
At that time, I think, I should fall in love with my job too… Falling in love more and more.