My husband is one of these people. It is simultaneously delightful and infuriating. I find myself at turns envious, inspired, frustrated and proud. It’s hard to be the one in a relationship who lives with ambiguity!
Still — I think I’m lucky, in a way that he is not. He’s currently questioning his work and thinking about his “next 30 years,” and he’s scared. His whole identity is wrapped up in a dream he’s had since he was 5, a dream he’s achieved.
It’s a really interesting dynamic between us — we both have things to learn from each other!