I was essential, too. And I was very grateful. But the fact doesn't escape me that people who did infinitely less than me got paid significantly more that me. Sometimes I see bums outside, on a beautiful day, just drinking a beer with no fucks given and I feel like maybe they're on to something. I understand the down sides, too, which keeps it just a distant thought since I have children. I just work for absolutely nothing and wonder why. I don't work for my community, because I don't have one. I just have a current level of conveniences from an endangered society. I don't do it for the money because I could get more money elsewhere. It's discouraging.