I think being a dabbler must be the best way. The middle road. That way you are not burned out on all that hyper-focused action, but not wasting precious time in being idle and not using those unique talents that make you who you are. Dabbling seems to me to be a recipe for happiness.

That picture of the little pink flowers in the cluster was viewed from my peripheral vision while reading the words about the professor passing away, and those little flowers looked like skulls. Funny how the mind works.