In a few hours, I will be officially a grad.
I couldn’t imagine how much change could happen in only four years. It is also harsh to say that those four years have been terrible. Definitely not. But there were some struggles; that pain that makes you appreciate life more.
On October 8th, I decided that I am going to do my best to live a life that I won’t regret. Things did not go my way for the most of it, but I certainly made a step forward. I took a high-profile job, I continued building my startup, and for the first time in forever, I feel free.
Yes, the financial responsibilities that I have now are bigger than most people of my age, but I don’t shy away from that, I thrive on it.
One week to live
I want to make everyday count from now on. It is so easy to forget our mortality, and how little time we have. In a blink, all of this could be over; our memories, the people we love, those strings attached to thousands and thousands of objects and living things could be detached, in an instant.
That’s why from now on, I will treat every new week as if it is my last week alive. I will approach decisions with the lenses of a dying man. Maybe that’s when I’ll live, fully.