It kinda sucked when I hit the two year anniversary at work in my corporate job. There was no celebration, no acknowledgement from anyone, I just remembered the date I was hired and realized “shit, I’ve been here 2 years.”

There was just…nothing. This is it. I’m doing this every day, month, year, whatever, until I quit or get fired or move to a new role. But even then, it’s just more of the same. There are no more road markers in my life to really go after.

That was the day I stopped caring about what people said/did and I just started living for myself. And you know what, it was the right choice for me. I didn’t care about the gossip, about the naysayers the people saying “Sir you can’t be in here” or “Oh my God he’s got a knife” or anything like that. **Nothing** can stop me. I want to taste your heart.