Ok, this is an easy one. This past summer, I had the delight of going to see Paul McCartney in concert. Seriously one of the best days of my life. He's nearly 70 years old but he was as lively as a man half his age. His three hour concert was filled with his music from The Beatles, Wings, and his solo career, all of which spans half a century. I see him and I see a man who absolutely loves what he does for a living. Now you might say to me, “Matt, of course he loves what he does. He's filthy stinking rich.” True, that certainly wouldn't take away from what he does, but if it was all about money to him, he could've retired before he was 30. But here he is, still going strong making music; he even recently wrote a ballet. The man is a brilliant songwriter and musician and I have no doubt that he will keep on making music for the rest of his life. That's the kind of job I want to find myself in: one that I can fall in love with and be satisfied with my whole life. Sure, I may have to look for a while, but it's better than taking a desk job.
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