Science or a job Several years ago I graduated from the University and started my postgraduate education. At that moment I had two publications in the international scientific journals and was full of energy and ambitions to develop my current researches and accomplish what I'd started more than two years ago, namely work related to the neutron stars and sophisticated magnetic fields they form under certain conditions. It seemed to be a real physical problem with the nebulous implications - were it solved, there wouldn't be any chance to exploit this solution in any way. The neutron stars are too far away from us, and an exorbitant energy they produce is out of our reach. Nevertheless, it was a new challenge, as well as an interesting, complicated task. Although I was interested in solving this physical problem, I couldn't say, frankly, that I entered my postgraduate study just because I was passionate about science. There were another essential reasons. First of all, I'd never lived independently before - the University had been giving me accommodation and occupation for five years, and I hadn't had to think about the serious adult questions, such as money, house, family etc. So it was difficult for me to leave the University and start my independent life. Secondly, being a postgraduate student I had a room in a student's house, so I didn't have to rent an apartment and pay for it. In addition, I'd already worked at a full-time job in that time, so it would be dishonest to say that I was fascinated by science and wanted to devote my life to it. I remember clearly the moment, when my professor asked me, if I really want to study science further, and I answered, "Yes". It should have been an important decision, but I'm not sure, whether I'd been thinking carefully before I agreed to continue my education. Needless to say, I gave up my postgraduate study two years later and didn't solve the problem. It's no mean feat to study science and simultaneously work at a full-time job. And it's barely feasible to gain success in either of these affairs. I'd been suffering from a shortage of time for almost two years, before I realised this simple truth and made my final decision. Sometimes I regret it, but all in all, I think it was a right choice, given the circumstances I had.