I can’t work until I’m dead.
I can’t die without creating something that improves someone else’s life.
Can’t do it.
I won’t line up for, complete a resume for, completely a survey for a job where I would be another cog in someone else’s machine.
It’s not a matter of my having a mountain of options. Because I don’t. I’m not a genius, super talented, rich, or extremely educated.
No, it’s a matter of using my limited time having life to commit to actually living a version of that life where I explore as many new perspectives and opportunities. Where I find and solve as many problems as I can.