Your situation reminds me of that of my friend who loves fishing. His joy and happiness is his little waterfront slice of heaven he bought a few years ago -- an unfinished property, upon which he built a solar-powered cabin, along with a dock for his boat, with his own hands. He tells me that just arriving on the property after the workweek is freeing for him. I am under the impression that these weekend fishing excursions are essentially what he really lives for, and without them, he would find work and life unbearable. Of course he has thought of ways to turn his passion into income, but he is in “golden handcuffs.” Like me, he is a federal employee. His job is very stable, but it forces a deeply-introverted soul into constant interactions, office politics, and everything else he hates, and it forces a nature-lover into facing the horrendous commute into Washington, DC every day.
The federal job is both his blessing and his curse, as it is for me. He is a civil servant in a large office, so he doesn’t work in a pressure cooker environment of acute daily stress; rather, it’s a “death by a thousand cuts,” I think, due to the dichotomy between his values and the soulless building to which he has dutifully reported each weekday morning -- to see the same boss, in the same building, with the same colleagues -- for over ten years. And he believes all of his bosses and colleagues are likely to stay put until they die at their desks. I know he is not looking forward to 20 more years of this, but what else to do? The house (close to DC) is expensive, the waterfront property is expensive, and his wife doesn’t earn much. But each weekend, he packs his truck up with his gear and heads out to his property. And for a little more than a day, he is free, on the shore, with his rod in hand and the wind in his hair… and not another annoying human soul in sight.
I have hobbies of my own, but I don’t have a passion like my friend has for fishing… that is so clearly the quintessential foil, in his mind's eye, to the world of work. It has been quite a thing to witness, and so I know how powerful it is. I hope all the fisherwomen and fishermen here are able to pursue their passion as regularly as possible.