For me they normally happen, these career crises, often, actually, on a Sunday evening, just as the sun is starting to set, and the gap between my hopes for myself and the reality of my life starts to diverge so painfully that I normally end up weeping into a pillow.
我经常对事业感到恐慌， 周日下午 晚霞洒满天空 理想和现实的差距 是这样残酷 令我沮丧的只想抱头痛哭