The author was perplexed. He was perplexed at how people can slave away for years, doing low paying jobs that they couldn't stand or bosses that they hated with their guts. He can't do it. Calling him an unmotivated individual when it comes to many things was a gross understatement, one of those things being jobs. To be specific, jobs he didn't like.

The author realizes that he is naive and childish to hope that everything will always go his way. That he can find a job he'll be happy with in every sense of the word, but for satisfaction of the job fulfilled as well as the pay. Of course, things don't work that way; they never do and he realizes that. Often in the country he lives in, one would work for a lousy boss who pays dirt even when one works till they drop. They also find that they don't enjoy their job or do not agree with parts of it. But as the saying goes "those who don't work, don't eat." and that is unfortunately very true.

The author only wanted to do things for himself. There is nobody else in his life that matters unfortunately. He'll gladly assist his friends if they ask for help but he hasn't known anyone who he'll go out of his way to help even if they don't ask for it. Maybe there are, but he isn't so sure. A sad and lonely existence is it not? Some just find him gloomy. Some just can't understand him. The author may not be an extremely self-centered person, but it would be a lie to admit he is not.

He wanted to open his own shop some day, maybe one that deals with anime merchandise, maybe a game shop; he hasn't really put much thought into it. Whatever the reason, he wanted to work for himself and do something he enjoy. He wanted the job to pay well and be enjoyable at the same time. When he thinks about it, mere dreams are what they seem. However, dreams he has and those are what we wants to see fulfilled. Tall order? Maybe. Impossible? Definitely not. Everything else really depends on a myriad of factors. One day, it just might work out.

What's he really thinking about? He's not so sure himself sometimes. Oh well, it'll all work out somehow.