I haven’t collected a paycheck in exactly six years. The last one was huge, and likely the largest I’d ever see working for someone other than myself.
The independent life hasn’t been easy, but everyone told me it that’s how it would go. It took a lot of broken eggs to create this omelet.
The only time money wasn’t everything was when there was enough of it to go around. Perhaps if I’d been born in a different time, in another culture, I’d think otherwise. But I hadn’t, and I must play the cards I’ve been dealt.
It’s all a matter of perspective. That seems to be what it’s about. To seek an ever-widening horizon upon which to cast my gaze. To grasp the totality of things.
This prolonged introspection is finally bringing me back to life.
2014.09.24 – 2023.05.20