I know every road and I've gotten good at the strange rhythm of strangers passing through my back seat. The pitch was freedom, no boss, no ceiling. But there's no floor either, and I'm starting to see how a job that promised wide open has quietly boxed me into the same loops, day after day.
More people experience this than they realize.
A job that promised total freedom has quietly trapped you in the same loops.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.