i’m sure i could have easily grinded out four or five years in school, gotten some comp sci/engineering/whatever degree, and ended up with a well-paying job that i fucking loathe. it’s not about conforming; it’s about work-ethic. i don’t have one. driving around doesn’t feel like work, so i don’t mind being in my car twelve hours a day.
i don’t really want to be a real estate agent, as evidenced by the fact that it took me nearly two years from completion of my schooling until taking the exam; i just don’t want to do anything else either.
