I see the daylight now. Happy, you say. I will finally agree. I am my own person. I can finally pick my own friends. I get to pick what I want to do. Hell, I would say that life is good. At least its what I want it to be. I get to do whatever I want, to a limit of course. But my “boss” is not hovering over me telling me what to do. So what happened I heard someone ask. I quit my job as an employee and I am now the boss. The boss of what I do.