To me, work means LOVE. At least, that's how my Korean mother and my Black father and Grandmother demonstrated their love for me. They worked... they sacrificed: hoping we'd grow up to be a better version of them. And now that I think about it, ain't that America? Immigrants and Black people have consistently put in the work to make this country better. That work... those sacrifices: that's LOVE. So when I work, I love. When I love, I work. My work is love.