I mean I had no other choice. Growing up, I never had the money to do the things I wanted to do.
Sure I could have just worked a good stable paying job for the next 40 years of my life. But what is the point in making all that money if I never had the time to actually spend it?
I didn’t want to be one of those old, fat 65-year-old dudes driving around in the red BMW deep down pissed off that it took all this time to actually start enjoying my life.
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