
The Dream I Can’t See Yet
I am afraid of the future right now.
There. I said it.
I don’t know what my professional life will look like six months from now.
Will I take another corporate job? Will I build something of my own? Will one of the ideas filling notebooks and Notes folders become something real? Will I end up doing something I haven’t even thought of yet?
I don’t know.
And I don’t particularly enjoy not knowing.
I have spent most of my adult life moving forward.
There was always another goal, another country, another opportunity, another version of myself I was becoming.
Now, for perhaps the first time in a…
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