Sunday night I’m like chomping. I’m like a fighter before a fight like in the dressing room, like I can’t, like I try to go to sleep early on Sunday ‘cause I can’t wait for Monday ‘cause I get to put my jersey on. This is not your grandpappy’s life. We have the internet. You can make shit happen. You can build businesses or side hustles, take less money, and, like, live a little more humbly to set up your next fifty years.