I closed a business and returned to school at 32. I had intended to finish the last two years of my BA, get credentials for teaching English in high school, and learn Spanish sufficient to read Latin American fiction in the original. But I had too much fun learning and continued immediately for three years in a Ph.D. program. While I chose not to continue beyond that time, I remain proud of the decisions and commitments this entailed and the lessons I learned about the work of following one's path/deisres/dreams.
More than a decade after that experience I tired of the supervisory side of my work as a non-profit and social services program manager. I spent two years as a potter, until a shoulder injury two weeks before the Fremont Fair made me recognize how precarious that career could be. So now I am once again well established in a more conventional career, finding challenges and opportunities for new learning while managing to avoid the supervisory chores I had found so unappealing.