I don’t need this job. The only reason I’m doing it is because it’s fun. I’m very, very good at it, and it’s easier to get laid when you’re employed.
All jobs are f***ed up. You do things you don’t necessarily choose to do in exchange for relevance and money, and you cannot let it kill you.
Our job is to taste free air. Your so-called boss may own the clock that taunts you from the wall. But, my friends, the hour is yours.[reading The You You Are]