A Job of Nonexistence

To aspire to be an innovator of a career you love so much it never feels like work.

An entrepreneur, a connoisseur of your own happiness daily.

A vagabond, a wanderlust. A job where working 9 to 5 is never a must and with no boss to make a fuss.

A photographer, a music fanatic, place to place.Oh how magnetic a pull.

No training, no hiring, no schedules and only minutely tiring. Only a passion required and a zest that can't transpire. Running ragged your tires. Seeing smiles over many miles.

No limits, no bounds, no CEOs to be found. Jet setting, go-getting.

A job that doesn't exist with no pretense just time spent enjoy travel, music,and capturing all these things.

To be able to do what you love and do as you please. Travel the seas and not acquire enemies.

Structure is no more than a vocabulary word, while reality is adventure.

Nothing required such as slacks and thumbtacks.

A world of your own and yours alone.

A dream created by a dreamer.

A dream I hope to follow.