I don’t want a job. I want a life that’s mine. In a city like New York, you quickly realize that living on your own terms doesn’t just happen. something about this place makes you believe it’s possible—every day is a chance to carve out your own path. I used to think I needed a ‘job’ to be legit—something structured, a title, a 9-5 that offered security. But somewhere along the way, I realized: my worth isn’t defined by a paycheck or a desk. It’s in my work, in the hustle, in the things I create. Chasing dreams, making moves, and living the way I want to live—that’s the job I’ve always wanted. How about you?