Coming Home to the Office

“At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: ‘I have to go to work — as a human being. What do I have to complain of, if I’m going to do what I was born for — the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?’” – Marcus Aurelius

Every morning I drive onto the exit for my office building. I bring my car up the drive. I pull into the parking garage and start the slow ascent. And all along the way, feel my heart go a little into my chest, which becomes just a little tighter than normal.


There’s the dreadful anticipation, sure: will I encounter some fresh new disaster today? Will I succeed at what I set out to do? Will I lose momentum?

But I have come to this building for over a year now (to my company and its fight for over four). And I spend many of my waking hours here, or else thinking about what I want and need to do here. Why should I fear it?

I have come to this office to get to do basically the most important two tasks I have: 1) developing my own character and 2) making the world freer, fairer, and better. Why should I feel at all uncomfortable?

One day I’d like my emotions to reflect what I know: when I come to work here, I am “coming home” in a much truer sense than when I go home to the apartment I sleep in. And that should be what I feel each morning at the end of my commute – that I am right where I belong.

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James Walpole is a writer, startup marketer, intellectual explorer, and perpetual apprentice. He opted out of college to join the Praxis startup apprenticeship program and currently manages marketing and communications at bitcoin payment technology company BitPay. He writes daily at