I hate working my life away. I am not a lazy individual, and have no problem putting effort into something that I deem interesting or bettering myself/family I provide for. But damn I hate living for the weekend every single week of my life. Or constantly looking forward to the few free hours I have in the afternoon after I get off work. I constantly day dream of things I would rather be doing instead of working and hope that one day I can be lucky enough that I don’t have to do this whole life style of waiting until I’m 60 to live out this dream. But until then..