I was answering a question on Quora yesterday and I saw a heartbreaking essay that an anonymous member wrote about how he or she hated being an attorney.
Beginning at 6.30a each day, the writer detailed minute by minute, hour by hour, the tasks he or she had to complete along with the anxiety, stress, boredom and sheer hopelessness he or she felt until collapsing into bed at 2am.
What struck me was how out of control this person felt.
The writer’s day was controlled by the client, the senior partner and deadline after deadline.
But there was one area I saw where he or she had an opportunity to reclaim a very important sense of control.
That’s what I talk about in today’s video (below):
Thanks
Casey