It's already a month now that I have ventured into this so-called 'freelancing' life. I can't say that I am all too happy. I admit it's less of a burden having to worry about office politics or dragging myself out of bed in the morning or worrying on what to wear to work.
What keeps harping at the back of my mind now is how to keep the financial momentum going after all of my 3 current projects are over. I worry if there would be a duration of time when there'd be no job for me, and obviously that would translate to no income and yadayadayada...
Yes, there are times when I feel I would probably hit a wall before I realize it. And it scares the hell out of me. Going back to 9-to-5 is definitely not what I would consider, now that I have enjoyed the full freedom of doing work late at night and resuming my sleep after sending the girls to school.
I absolutely love the feeling of flowing ideas in the middle of the night, when my only companion would be the sweet Quranic verses of ayat ruqyah playing in the background and occasional sound of the hamsters exercising on their wheel. I love the thought of not forcing myself to sleep even on a weekday just so that I would not get too tired to work the next morning. I am absolutely in love with the ideas that I get to set meetings with my clients at the hours of non-traffic, and that if I were to be stuck in going-home traffic it would not be a daily thing for me.
But life is all fair. It will give you what you want, but you probably have to pay for it - if not a lot, a bit. And I guess my worry is the price I have to pay for the life that I want.
*sigh*
