On 4 January 1984, I was sworn in as an attorney in Mount Clemens, Michigan. That means I've been an attorney for 25 years. I practiced law for a little over a year of that time, which was enough to make me realize that it wasn't for me. Would I have more money as a lawyer than I do as a philosopher? You bet. Would I trade my autonomy for that money? Not a chance in the world. I have no regrets whatsoever about my career choice. I wonder how many people can honestly say that.
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