I used to work with a guy who was good at whatever he wanted to do.
At various times he was a government big-wig in the intel business. A charter boat operator in florida. A corporate executive....my company made him a VP, and tasked him with downsizing a major east coast division...when he was done, they layed him off.
He said his favorite “career” was pilot of cargo jets. B-707s out of Baltimore. He said he loved flying at night.
Most of my time is at night (It’s gotta be there in the morning), and I was fascinated by what you can see, I remember when my entire DC-3 was covered in St. Elmo’s Fire,picking our way thru Thunder Storm laced weather fronts.
People would say “Oh you have visited a lot of places” I say “Yeah, but all hotels looks the same at 6am”