With everything going online and work pilling up, alternatives come up.
“It’s not like I am learning anything, right?”, the person sigh.
The person just need to pass this class, this semester, this life, and there’s people who needs financial assistance. Every task done for a person on wits end is hope slowly piling up, accumulating till it makes a dent in his life. Though sometimes he is having second thoughts. Should he do this task with all his heart and energy, he’ll loose his mind in envy but should he not do things with quality, he will still loose his mind needlessly. There’s nothing more he could do but resign to what is available for him. Passion and hobbies are for the privileged— not for him.
