For the last (nearly) sixteen years I’ve been working constantly. There have been some minor breaks between jobs, but mostly they were to travel from one coast to another. I took some vacations, but not nearly enough. Not by a long shot.
My career has been exciting, taking me from once small companies that I helped build into successful entities to large companies that I couldn’t be more proud to have my name associated with what they do. Through it all I’ve been fortunate enough to work with very talented people and to continue to learn, no matter where I was or what I was doing. If you had asked me fifteen years ago where I would be and who I would have worked with I wouldn’t have been able to imagine all of this. It’s humbling and mind boggling all at the same time.
Today I am taking a leave of absence from ngmoco. It’s been a great year and a half, but I feel like I’m at the point in my life where I need to take a personal break for a bit. I’ve been working hard for nearly sixteen years and I didn’t come to this decision lightly. I’m grateful that the company is willing to let me clear my head and stop the burn-out process, otherwise I feel like I risk losing what I love to do.
Almost three years ago I lost my dad when he died very suddenly in the days following Hurricane Ike ravaging Houston. He was only weeks away from turning 58 and from celebrating his 35th wedding anniversary. Fifty eight. That’s far too young for a person to be gone. Every week I wish he was still around for me to ask him a question or to share some cool thing with him. I often wonder if he had any regrets as he lay dying.
I don’t want any regrets.
I don’t want to wake up in the future and realize I didn’t take a chance on myself.
Right now that leads me to a career break. I’m going to take a couple of months off from anything but me and my wife and our life together. I want to lay in the grass with the sun on my face. Maybe I’ll see some exhibits or visit a museum or two. I have a few ideas knocking around in my head and I’ll probably work on those, read a bunch, and reacquaint myself with the art of the siesta. These are all high on my list to clear out the mental cobwebs. I think I might even get around to playing Portal 2, finally.
This is all about reconnecting with myself, clearing my head, and seeing if I can find that fire inside again. I don’t know exactly where it will lead and that’s perfectly fine. As long as I can feel my heart beating to know I’m alive and be with the love of my life I’ll be just fine.