The same song has been playing for 2 hours now.
It’s sunny outside.
I’ve been working for 2 hours now.
The view of the pool from our window is calming.
We’ve been here for 32 days now.
I kind of like it here.
The plates have shifted.
It has been 10 months now.
But the boiling hot anger and tremors of disappointment are ever stronger.
It has been 5 years for me since I had an idea, though.
I don’t feel anything, because I knew this was coming.
I’ll stay here until I’m 30.
That’s when I plan to revisit my plans.
But now, I’m still 27.
So there’s nothing else to do but to execute.
I had an 8-year head-start.
Why do I feel like I’m so far behind?