New WritingðŸ’
New Writing: Worth and Work
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I was driving home contemplating something that wasn’t as successful as I had hoped it would be. Worth is separate from work, I tried to remind myself. Meaning that my worth, and how I feel about myself on this particular day when I am tired and discouraged about something I was working on, was separate from the thing I was working on. Or should be.
It is so subtle when we mix the two up. Like folding flour into batter, it starts slowly and looks like the two would never merge into one, and then the flour is gone, immersed in the more liquid batter. So it can be with our worth when we mix it with what we do: we lose our sense of self in our product, in our outcome.