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HARRY E

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HARRY E. STYLES
July, 2020

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For a very long time now, one of my biggest dreams was to have my own restaurant. Then again, that may as well be every chef's dream. Okay, perhaps, one doesn't even need to be a chef to want to own a restaurant. But the gist is the same.

All my life, nothing really made sense. There was never a clear vision of my future, nor could I imagine anything substantial. Obviously, getting married was one thing, though it's more personal rather than what I found to be a struggle. It was career focused.

I spent majority of my life in education and it felt like it should've helped me plan my future or at least give me a basic idea of what to do with it. I did well in my exams, achieved high grades that I felt proud of. I have always been a great student, very academic as I enjoyed learning. Not to mention, I had bunch of achievements to live up to with being the youngest sibling in my family.

Both of my parents attended university which made it pretty much a requirement for me to do the same. My sister not only graduated with a First Class Honours, she also went onto completing a Master's Degree to then taking after my mother and becoming a businesswoman. My brother achieved the same qualification for his undergrad as my sister but he decided against learning further. He made that decision because he knew he wanted to get into music and experience was worth more than racking education behind his name. In other words, he only went to university to satisfy our parents and keep up the tradition. Now, here I was, with a Bachelor's degree and absolutely no idea as to what the rest of my life was going to look like.

Yes, it would've been easy to reach out to my parents and pitch my idea to open my own restaurant because no doubt, they would've loved the idea. My issue was, that I did not want them to throw money at me for it as their way of encouraging me to follow my dreams. My sister could make her life work and so could my brother. Being the youngest, I didn't want to take advantage of my position and get ahead of the competition by cheating.

No matter how many times I thought about it. It would've felt like I was letting myself down.

For that dream to come true, I needed to take life as it was coming. The next month or so was definitely going to bring some big waves. Considering that the lease was up and Wesley was moving in a couple of days, I would be left to live alone for a bit. He already managed to find somewhere and I was happy for him. He usually had the worst luck.

Callum was picking me up again today so I could meet his friend. Apparently, there were some places he picked out already, going off on what Callum told him. I hoped he listened to me when I told him about my budget and what I was looking for because it was going to be pointless to check out the houses if I couldn't afford any of them.

Waiting for him to turn up, I couldn't help but wonder how Griffin's weekend was going. She hasn't text me yet which worried me. I worried for her all the time, though, so I guess it was natural for me to feel this way. If she actually managed to find Nadine, then she wasn't going to spend her time texting and calling me. I'm sure she had a bunch of questions to ask, some of which she shared with me briefly prior to her leaving.

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