You know, I sort of had this vision that one day I'd sell my business and then work less, relax, and goof around most of the day. It was one of those dreams that kept me up late every day since I was 13. Hmmmm, weird, turns out I just don't have that "relax" bone in my body. I'm not supposed to get more motivated as time goes on ... am I?
To the middle-school teacher that told me I had no work ethic or drive -- I have two words of seven letters for you.