I so into writing now that I even created a new blog. I am getting more and more frustrated about my "home" and it is looking a lot less like a home that I can come back to some time soon. And I do want to come back. Really soon! But it scares me to think that I will not find myself there. So I decided to do something about it from afar, even though I can not complain as most people, I don't suffer VAT, income tax and alikes in my skin as most people would say. I get my own taxes here, I can't say I don't, but it does hurt to see so many people close to me suffering, and most of all, in frustration. That can be the feeling that most brings you down and paralyses you. Social frustration...
I heard what is likely to become one of my top 3 favourite quotes on a podcast on Friday. "Time is the only real democratic asset. We are all awarded the same time, it is what we do with it that distinguishes us". Now, I recognise that most of us need to work with survive and that is not democratic throughout. But on an equal opportunity basis, this is an interesting way of putting it. For many years I did not understand why MS thought my resume was so interesting. In fact, they chased me during the entire recruitment process, even though I had no idea of moving to London or Finance. I wanted to be a consultant and stay in Lisbon forever. But traditional consultants in Portugal saw nothing in me, and MS did not let me go. When I started screening resumes and hiring people a couple of years later is when I understood why I was different. TIME. I was truly different about what I did with my time. Not necessarily the basics - choice of degree or anything. But really ...
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