My hands can build anything they put in front of me, fast and clean, no wasted motion after all these years. But standing at the same station doing the same thing, I catch myself wondering what all these years of it added up to. I'm proud of the skill, and I ache a little at where it's kept me.
More people experience this than they realize.
You've mastered the work, but you wonder what a life of repetition built.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.