Dear Universe.
- LECTURAS 313
- Votos 2
- Partes 14
I did what I was supposed to. Young black boy who excelled in school, got multiple degrees, traveled to foreign countries, worked in the big city, moved back home and even started my own business. I became a teacher, became a politician, and made a difference in my community too. All of this before I turned 25 years old.
But now that I'm officially 25, I still feel stuck. While in my small southern hometown, I was aiming so high to one day owning the commercial property of my dreams and launching my successful home based-business, finally outside of the house that I hoped would soon grow world-wide. But instead, I took a good paying job in New York City (again) and now I don't know if I made the right decision. I'm no longer a sole-proprietor, I now have a full-time employer.
As I sit here experiencing a lonely New York Christmas, my first time away from family, I can't help but ask myself many questions. Have I been praying hard enough? Can I balance New York City and still pursue my entrepreneurial goals? Am I in over my head? Did I clock out on my dream?
These are some tough questions to answer but I'm willing to keep trying. If anybody can do it, I know I can.
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