I’m avoiding work. That’s the problem with freelancing; I’m not tied down. I have nothing but my own motivation and desire to maintain a steady flow of that green stuff we’re all so into, and let me tell you, that motivation and desire is just about drained.
On the other hand, freelancing is a blessing. I set my own hours, I choose my clients and I work from my rocker chair while tabbing between Hotmail and Facebook. If I’m hungry, I eat. If I’m bored, I stop. Not so glamorous, but so very liberating. That’s the problem, I think.