In the previous two photo posts I wanted to avoid this sort of heavy reflection New Year post. But its time has finally come and it should be said, no matter how cheesy it may sound.
I have been living these last few years of my life as driftwood. At least professionally. I have all the makings of what should make me happy and successfully in my career, but it’s an illusion. I am an imposter. I am living a life as professional driftwood.
What I mean is this: previously I was very active in trying to establish my career as a web developer. I read as much as I could, practiced as much as I could, and constantly tried to learn new things that would make me better.
I am living what society calls a good life, but I don’t know myself what a good life really is. I’m sure it’s not this.