Circus

While in the small confines of my new house/room (I rent a room in a friend’s house), I went to work. I put my thinking cap on and figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up. This is normal regrouping procedure- the paper with the line drawn the middle. One side says Love and the other side says Hate.

I mirrored what I wanted out of work with what I never wanted to deal with again.

In a nutshell, I never want:

To own a company that is over-leveraged
To have large bank loans (those look really bad to investors)
To have non-paying customers

Those three items are a one-way express ticket to the Circus of Hell.
The ferris wheel never stops. You literally have to jump off and hope you don’t get too hurt.