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Photo by Pixabay on  Pexels.com Soul-searching, or finding the purpose of life – undoubtedly the most important but ignored aspect of a human being. Photo by Mikhail Nilov on  Pexels.com Does a banker serve her workspace being satisfied with her work? Or is that all about money? How can signing a checkbook and posting data be one’s dream job – I don’t know, don’t want to judge either. I don’t want to live a life that is all about the paycheck. I asked myself several times what’s my favorite thing to do? What job I have been meant to do for the rest of my life? Well, first of all; I am already 27+ and still unemployed. I don’t have any steady revenue source. So asking myself the same question for years after years isn’t really helping me anyways. Rather, I should have asked myself – what is the least annoying job that I could have done to survive? That’s probably academia, but I left that opportunity as well. From my childhood, I always love to take initiative. Whatever fr

One day... This is by far the best quantitative analysis I’ve ever seen in an AGM letter. People who wonder how this bald guy has built an entire empire out of scratch, the answer is his analytical genius. Look how he presented data as an art, or to be more precise, data is his color for a masterpiece painting. He just drew a Picasso from putting numbers from accounting books. I didn’t know someone can so vividly portrait a mere qualitative statement with numerical reasoning. Look at page 2, he even calculated the total value creation of his customers in the previous year in terms of total time saved by shopping through Amazon. Still, you can argue there are many avenues untouched in the analysis. Jeff could have incorporated latency of delivery, order cancellation, or positive aspects like financial benefits of online marketing during the COVID pandemic – plenty out there. But I don’t care. Not fanboying Jeff, rather I’m a leftist while talking about the hedonist billionaire.

Photo by Kindel Media on  Pexels.com I have seldom seen a continuous steep, be that my career, relationship, leisure, or hobby. Every single time I have to face highs and lows, the eternal law of eternity. Photo by Vera Arsic on  Pexels.com But however, surviving hard times is not easy. Nothing seems to work out when everything falls apart. 2021 has been so far my queue of hard times – every day I wait for another blow from somewhere to wreck me out. When it seems like all going wrong, perhaps I am the reason in the first place. The world hasn’t vouched for my wellbeing. Society, friends, or family can’t help from the core. None to blame. Rather, I am solely responsible for my failures. successive failures are creating sequential feedback loops for me. I am being more restless day by day. More impatient, more toxic, more disheartened. It’s time to stop. As Newton described in his first law of motion, only external force can change the state of an object. Photo by Daniel Tor