I could argue that I didn't really *choose* to be an engineer or a poker player (in the sense that I felt like I had no real choices, not in the free will versus determinism sense, but in the victim of circumstances sense), but I can't say that about my decision to get a PhD. In fact, it might be one of the few truly intentional choices that I've ever made.
In 2012, I had been playing poker professionally for 4 years. I had had moderate success and was continuing to improve, but I could feel myself starting to burn out a little bit. Looking back on old records I had from this time period, I had been averaging over 50 hours/week of play from 2008 to 2011. It was around this time that I found myself really missing the intellectual stimulation that I had become accustomed to in my years of schooling. I've always been "bookish", and while it is certainly possible (and arguably necessary) to continue one's education *after* graduating, I think many of us become complacent, lazy, or incurious as we age. Anyway, so around this time I started engaging in some deep introspection and career guidance exercises, and I came to the conclusion that I needed to find a way to tap into my natural interests and inclinations. I had been reading a lot of "pop economics" at this time (think Freakonomics-type books), and I realized that I had really enjoyed learning about the subject, but oddly enough, had never had any formal instruction in it. So I decided that I would look into taking a class and seeing what this whole economics-thing was all about.
Shortly after this decision, I went down to the registrar's office at Sac State (CSU-Sacramento, for those unfamiliar...I was living in Sacramento at the time) and asked about auditing a course as a non-student. I was informed that people did this all the time and that it would be quite easy, I just needed to tell them which course I wanted to take so they could see if there was availability in the class. I hadn't thought this far ahead, so I had to pull up the course list and make my decision while they waited. Well, let's just say that browsing a list of potential classes to take as a nerd who had been out of school for six years is akin to someone who hasn't eaten in a week looking at a restaurant menu -- it all looked so good, so why would I only order one thing? I ended up deciding to take *five* courses: intermediate micro and macro, econometrics, history of economic thought, and game theory. I was absolutely stoked in the same way I was when summer was ending as a kid and I couldn't wait to buy school supplies and meet my teachers.
The semester ended up being a wonderful experience. It more than confirmed my love for economics, it quenched my thirst for learning and exposure to new ideas, and it also introduced me to some wonderful professors that were instrumental in my future endeavors. During the term, I was encouraged by several people in the economics department to consider applying for the school's masters program, an option I had never considered, but it did seem like the logical next step for someone who enjoyed economics but who had already received a bachelor's degree in another field. In addition to being logical, it was the easiest practical way for me to get more economics knowledge (and for a low price!), so I applied, got in, and began my masters in economics the following fall.
I'm going to skip some steps here, but somewhere in the middle of my program, I realized that I had truly found my ikigai
