Quit Your Day Job

I had an introspective moment earlier today, reminiscing on the insane amount of time in my career that I've spent shuffling truly meaningless paperwork. Calculating all of that wasted time was not a feel-good moment. Right before I jumped out the window (Ron Browz I see you), my mental health counselor sent me this video. Something tells me that my inner artist would be focused on Photoshopping new colorways of Air Jordans or making bad mixtapes. I would hope that these guys would tell me to continue.