enough?
Had a wonderful discussion with vitamins d, e, and a the other night about how much is enough out of a job. Should one seek a job that requires 8 hours and no more, such that one comes home feeling that those hours never happened? Or, is a job that provides enough stimulation and meaning so as to be more mentally pervasive preferable? Should one work to exist, exist to work, or desire to work and have it provide an existance by coincidence?
Moreover, is it a disservice to those one love to bury oneself in one’s work? Perhaps most intriguing is the following hypothetical example. A person buries themself in work, because work gives them a feeling of purpose, as it could ease the suffering of others in some way. However, this person can point to no one in their immediate surrounding who is happier as a result of their efforts (work related or otherwise). Is the rational that the work will eventually help people enough to make up for this? And, does the example generalize? Id est, if the work really does make people live better lives, but the friends and relatives do not benefit from the existence of the person, is the work then worthy?