It means … no means

In my youth, love meant never having to say you’re sorry. I have lived long enough to recognize that for the disastrously impolitic and callous crock that it is and have moved on to wondering what entrepreneurship means. I offer a few thoughts, which are all the thoughts I can summon now that I work 19-hour days:

Entrepreneurship means … working for nothing (it seems, so far) but the sheer joy of it. I used to call this “volunteering.”

Entrepreneurship means … actually reading the business section of the newspaper. Well, some of it.

Entrepreneurship means … being able to claim to own a business without actually possessing anything but paperclips        

Entrepreneurship means … having to think about Christmas in September. And even earlier next year. This is something I would gladly have let my hyper-efficient older sister continue to be the only one in our family to do.

And entrepreneurship means … not caring if my syntax is tortured.

I’ll make more sense when I’m successful. Or at least, more people may be willing to pretend I do.