I recently ended one of my positions for another one, however I had a month in between.
During that month I spent my time with the people I love, worked on my side hustle, traveled outside and inside the country, went on road trips that I only dreamed off. Played Elden Ring for 8 hours a day. I felt alive, more alive than I’ve ever been.
I start working again tomorrow, and even though I love what I do, feeling hollow again about the fact that I’m enslaved all over again. It sucks when you feel like you have no choice because I don’t wanna end up like one of those folks that are working grind jobs at 70 to pay their bills.
The only reason I work is to fund my own business/projects so I can eventually, not work.
Just wanted to share.
Fuck work