The Working Paradox

You want the money, you need the money.
You want to feel busy, you need to feel busy.
You want the free time, you need the free time.

I want (no, I need) the money. In all honesty, I need money. I need to pay for my car, my school, and for my lifestyle. (Yes, first world problems. I know.)

But, by God, what I would give for a money tree. Plant it, sit back and watch the money grow.

I do enjoy working. I love my jobs. I love the interaction with people. And I love the reward of a hard day's work. I do. Really.

Unfortunately, I love sleeping more. A lot more.

Now, I obviously cannot spend (all) my days in bed. However, days off? Always in bed until at least 11 a.m. Say what you will. I like sleep. The downside of this is simple: guilt. I feel so guilty each and every day I have off. I can't control the fact that I have the day off, most of the time, yet, wicked guilt. Wicked.

But, work is work. Money is money. Free time is free time. I'll take 'em as they come.

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