Only if you’re lucky. I loved programming. Used to do it all the time. Got a job doing it, and it’s just exhausting now. So much gets caught up in the process: money to survive, meeting other people’s deadlines and goals, etc. It kills the enjoyment.
Would you rather have a hobby, or food and shelter? Having a love of programming made you good at programming. But programming is a means to an end. It’s enjoyable, but if you don’t produce anything, you’re just masturbating. Once you are good at it, you don’t have to enjoy anymore.
Of course, you’d rather have food or shelter. And why would you not have food and shelter? Oh, because society deems that if you don’t work, you don’t live.
And don’t knock masturbating. It’s a lot of fun. So is programming with no real goal. Sometimes you enjoy the journey, not the destination.
Only if you’re lucky. I loved programming. Used to do it all the time. Got a job doing it, and it’s just exhausting now. So much gets caught up in the process: money to survive, meeting other people’s deadlines and goals, etc. It kills the enjoyment.
Would you rather have a hobby, or food and shelter? Having a love of programming made you good at programming. But programming is a means to an end. It’s enjoyable, but if you don’t produce anything, you’re just masturbating. Once you are good at it, you don’t have to enjoy anymore.
Of course, you’d rather have food or shelter. And why would you not have food and shelter? Oh, because society deems that if you don’t work, you don’t live.
And don’t knock masturbating. It’s a lot of fun. So is programming with no real goal. Sometimes you enjoy the journey, not the destination.