Gratitude: Day off

Context: In my momma’s Lexus, early to work, +40 minute commute, SF parking, more than an hour and a half to sit in the car.

You don’t have to say it, for it to exist.

Instead of investing thousands into school, I’ll invest thousands into stocks.

I love the Warriors and this is my childhood dream.

Reclined all the way back in my passenger seat.

Hands in my face, listening to The Prayer.

I’m better than this.

Food = We’re ok, survival (Mom)

It’s easy to feel depressed when I feel I’m not living life to my full potential.

It’s easy to feel depressed I feel much more valuable than my paycheck.

I show up early and put in the work.

I think I should go grocery shopping with my parents more.

Ticket takers greet, scan, and direct fans where to go.

I direct fans to the box office.

Perks: I can watch the game on TV.

Weaknesses: Eyesight hurts the next morning, and I have a headache.

Plans change. 3 minutes left in 4th. Suppose to go to post-game shootaround.

Supervisor grabs me and direct me to another post.

I don’t think being a part-time worker is the route to financial freedom.

I don’t want to work every shift available.

I don’t want to work more than 35 hours a month.

I don’t want to put time into things I don’t like.

If I really had an ounce of heart for climbing up the corporate ladder, I would.

From 2021–2040, my work ethic, heart, and talent on display.

I know people with degrees that work for minimum wage, me — MF.