Loving your work, unless you’re very lucky, is difficult. Asking yourself, “how can I love the work I do?” is soul-crushing. You can’t force love. So why don’t we love our work? To me, it’s because jobs are inherently full of doom.  The doom of traffic. The doom of clocking-in. The doom of the guy who works in the cubicle next to us and makes weird grunting sounds while he shuffles his keyboard.  The Doom of Traffic Every job has…