One summer in college I worked with my Dad as a timber faller. I had the luxury of getting paid for writing software before that (being paid to learn). On one h

One summer in college I worked with my Dad as a timber faller. I had the luxury of getting paid for writing software before that (being paid to learn). On one hand I enjoyed the work… I was outside, getting great exercise, and I gained a ton of respect for my father. But by the end of the summer, it became pretty repetitive, extremely hot, and I was physically exhausted every day. Nearly 20 years later, when I feel like I am burning out for whatever reason, I reflect on that one summer and ground myself a bit. I have it really good. I’m extremely fortunate to have found interest in this world at a young age, and even more lucky to have hard working parents that supported my interest.