That's quite the depressing post, but also quite pessimistic. There are lots of stories that start that way but end happily.

If it was a business, why would it not help with that pesky mortgage?

If you want to scratch the itch, you could fix up broken 3d printers to donate to schools.

I love the refined personality of the sour dressing guy. Would love to shake his hand and make him a salad.

I see some light from a door down a narrow alley from the main shopping street, I knew this building was empty for a decade and the store front was still covered in wood planks. Curious I walk into the alley to check out what was going on.

I see a guy jumping around as if dancing with the largest bouquet of flowers I have ever seen. Around him 5-7 similar giant vases with layered compositions. Each with enormous exotic flowers in the center.

Woah, what is that? I asked. He looked up and said loudly this is me!

I said it looked stunning and asked how long he was doing this. He said, I will only do this for 2 weeks and ill be happy when it is over! I asked, is there no money in it?

He said, I charge an ungodly amount of money for these. You cant buy anything like it anywhere.

Then why only 2 weeks? I'm not going to trap myself! 2 weeks, a vacation, then ill do something else entirely.

While talking his hands moved at lightning speed adding and removing different flowers.

He ended the conversation with: I have to get these finished then I have to deliver them as fast as possible as fresh as possible. I didn't sleep for days! Cant wait for it to be over!

My slacker life style allowed me to think about this strange encounter for a few days. I decided he was still doing it wrong but it looked absolutely beautiful. I'm happy he doesn't get it.