You know, making lots of money really is no substitute for the freedom to have time to yourself, even if you choose to waste it.
I am on a schedule where I work seven days a week, no less than 64 hours. The money will be nice, but I have so little life in the real world as is, and I feel I'm in danger of becoming a zombie, ie, "a working stiff". I often wonder how I made it so far in my present profession, to be as successful and well payed at it as I am, but not enjoy it, or ever have sought it out? This is not the life I envisioned for myself when I was a child.
I wish I could find something I enjoy better, but I have no marketable skills in the areas I enjoy most, and my skillset is quite high and profitable in an area I don't derive much happiness from. I could try to make plans for something better, but alas, I have no time for anything else at the moment.
Maybe in ten years, when I turn 40, I'll quite my job, sell off all my possessions, transfer my wealth to a Cayman Islands bank account, and live in a beachfront shack in the Carribean for the rest of my days
I am on a schedule where I work seven days a week, no less than 64 hours. The money will be nice, but I have so little life in the real world as is, and I feel I'm in danger of becoming a zombie, ie, "a working stiff". I often wonder how I made it so far in my present profession, to be as successful and well payed at it as I am, but not enjoy it, or ever have sought it out? This is not the life I envisioned for myself when I was a child.
I wish I could find something I enjoy better, but I have no marketable skills in the areas I enjoy most, and my skillset is quite high and profitable in an area I don't derive much happiness from. I could try to make plans for something better, but alas, I have no time for anything else at the moment.
Maybe in ten years, when I turn 40, I'll quite my job, sell off all my possessions, transfer my wealth to a Cayman Islands bank account, and live in a beachfront shack in the Carribean for the rest of my days