Is not September 31st. But I do wish it has 31 days like October or December.
Rather unfair, wouldn’t you say?
That makes my remaining days in LA about one day shorter.
I never think it that way early in my journey in the US. Reaching the end of this chapter, I want the time to slow down, to freeze.
“With your experience in America, you would do great back in China.”basically summarizes what everyone has been telling me thus far.
I wonder how much of it is sugar-coated encouragement given how much confidence they have in my capacity, to which I know I deserve.
I have been driving myself crazy about my future back home, as if I have a much better idea if I still got to stay in LA.
Here is something I’ve realized: I’ve been a pessimist since I got to America. With every hope, my reaction is: Really? Are you sure?
Even when I landed the ‘dream job,’ the looming fear had been: when I would be let go. Until I was. A nightmare came true, more or less.
I’ve been guilty of tracking the subscribers as if it’s an arms race against the likes of Tim Ferriss. I was so upset when I found out that the first day playbacks has dropped significantly with the last episode, largely because the freshness has worn off amongst my families and friends. Or that my blogs don’t get enough reads.
With that in mind, I’ll keep showing up here, with my blogs and my podcasts just to show Brett and Lindsey are very, very wrong.