My First (And Last) Full-Time Job

Go back in time with me to 2004, the year I worked my first (and last) full-time job.

It was among the lowest points in my life when I worked for peanuts at a job I hated, had to save and scramble for every cent just to live for another day, and the choices I was confronted with: to stay with mediocrity or gamble for a better future.

Really I’m glad I summoned enough courage to leave my job or I won’t be doing what I am doing today.
If you don’t build your own dreams, you’ll wind up building someone else’s.

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