Hi there. little j here, the one and only person lost and ignorant to the world of people I care about. I blame my flaws, my stubbornness, and mostly myself. I am not worthy to sit on the round table and musketeers would even shut the doors on me.
I am nobody, that’s a fact we cannot change. I have no connections, no titles, no properties to boast about. What do I have to offer then if not my ideas and ideals? Nothing. I don’t even know how to market anything. I apologize for not being able to satisfy your needs, you can now throw me out the window of a 52-storey building and I won’t complain about it. The only thing I ask of you would be…not to treat me as though I am doing this for the money. You can keep your money all you want but please don’t let me feel like a douche.
Money. Who does not need it? Who does not want it? But it is secondary to everything I do, despite the fact that I have to prioritize and think of resources for me to earn a living. I thought that you would know me better than anyone. I thought you knew that I am enjoying doing the things I do for others, not even thinking of what would benefit me from going to such lengths as sacrificing my day job.
But even if you don’t know that, oh well. What can I do? If you think that I am nothing but one of those opportunists on the streets. This would be the last time that I am making myself a fool. I will allow you to use me yet again for another day, but I hope you understand that the quality of my work is compromised the moment you thought of me as someone ordinary.
