Gone are the days when men are expected to be the sole earners in the family. I’m tired of people looking down at me. Yes, I am 25. Yes, I am still in college and no, I don’t have a job. When will people understand it’s not how fast you get to the end of the line. As long as you’re making personal progress that’s good enough. No two people are the same, so you and I, we are completely different. I can’t settle down with a 9 to 5 job. I require something entirely different to satisfy my creative needs and I am working on it. Go breath down someone else’s neck and leave me to be. I’ll see you at the end of the line.
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