I am thirty-seven years old. I haven't had a boss in three years. I currently sit in a café in Chiang Mai, watching the monsoon rain hit the pavement. I have no commute. I have no meetings. I have no alarm clock. People often label this the NEET life—Not in Education, Employment, or Training. They assume it implies laziness, a refusal to contribute, or a life of leisure funded by parents. They are wrong. I am not unemployed. I am self-employed by my capital. I became a NEET when I turned thir...