I have gotten used to them, the faces, the questions, the comments, the whispers.
-What do you mean they don’t pay you?
-Do you work for free?
-They are taking advantage of you!
-Are you crazy?
No, I am not crazy. Yes, I work for free. No, they are not taking advantage, this is what I do, this is what makes me happy. Isn’t that the way life should work?
There is a small group of people I admire, those who only do things that will get them somewhere they want to go, those things may not always be pleasant, like going to school, but they are necessary, and that is OK.
Then there is this group of people who just go through life doing what the are supposed to do never caring what will result from it, to that group I ask: Why do you work so hard to get somewhere you don’t want to be at?
So yes, I work for free, because right now I don’t need anything else, and I am where I want to be.