I think about this one story I read about Feynman a lot, especially during the times when I am going through burn out in my personal and professional life. I am unfortunately not blessed with a good memory, so I am fairly certain I get many facts wrong in it, but I can recall its essence very accurately.
After Feynman was done working on atomic bomb during the war,
he was offered a hot shot professor job in some big school, Cornell, I think.
And he kept getting better offers from all other places because everyone wanted
a piece of him. But he was also depressed and burnt out. He worked in a very
intense environment in Los Alamos for atomic bomb, and around the same period,
love of his life and his first wife, Arlene died due to sickness. So later when
he started working in Cornell, he was barely scraping by at work, and he spent
time reading Arabian nights (early version of doom scrolling).
He felt guilty and he felt like a fraud, because all were
saying wonderful things about him, and had high expectations on his work, whereas
he lost all his curiosity and motivation. He spent a good amount of time in
that state, with a deeply conflicted mind.
Then one day, he was shaving in front of the mirror, and a beautiful
thought occurred to him. He asked himself what’s the worst that could happen if
he doesn’t meet other people’s expectations. He never asked them to keep those
expectations in the first place. So, he is not responsible for fulfilling them.
This thought surprisingly freed him, and he went back into just playing with
physics, the way he always did ever since he was a kid.
Later he was in cafeteria, and saw a kid throw Cornell medallion
in air, and he noticed something interesting about the movement of medallion
and the plate. He got excited, worked out the equations, and figured out that
the medallion rotated roughly twice as fast as the plate wobbled. He told his
colleague about this finding, and this colleague was like “okay, this is great,
but what’s the point of this?” To which I believe Feynman replied with “there’s
no point, I am just doing it for fun.”
But this discovery apparently laid foundation to the work
that ultimately got Feynman his Nobel prize.
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