As life passes by...

What was incredibly depressing in my former life as an investment banker is that I could literally watch my life and my best years pass by, but as if enclosed in a golden cage, I couldn’t do anything about it. Quitting my job was like freeing myself from the chains of mercantile slavery, and finding my way back to the things that really matter in life. And those aren’t really complicated. I didn’t have to take a difficult path leading to a rewarding new career. All that was necessary was to walk into a bar and find a girl.