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　　A few years ago, I had a job that almost destroyed me．My 　　1　　 was that I loved my job too much and couldn’t get 　　2　　 of it．Working for the President was better than any other 　　3　　 that I’d ever had．In the morning, I couldn’t 　　4　　 to get to the office．At night, I left it unwillingly．Part of my mind 　　5　　 at work even when I was at 　　6　　 with my kids at night．

　　Not 　　7　　, all other parts of my life shriveled(枯萎)into a dried raisin．I lost touch with my 　　8　　, seeing little of my wife or my two sons．I lost contact with my old friends．I even 　　9　　 to lose contact with myself．Then one evening, I 　　10　　 home to tell the boys I wouldn’t make it back in time to say good night．I’d already missed five 　　11　　 this week．Sam, the younger of the two, said that was 　　12　　, but asked me to wake him up 　　13　　 I got home．I explained that I’d be back so late that he would have gone to sleep 　　14　　;it was probably better if I saw him the next morning．But he 　　15　　．I asked him why．He said he just wanted to know I was there, at home．To this day, I can’t 　　16　　 exactly what happened to me at that moment．Yet I suddenly knew I had to 　　17　　 my job．

　　After I said in public that I had quit my job, I received a number of 　　18　　．Most were sympathetic, but a few of my journalists were 　　19　　．They wrote to tell me angrily that I shouldn’t think myself virtuous(有道德的)．　　20　　 work was virtuous;leaving an important job to spend more time with my family was not．

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