Listening

There I was, sitting in a gray cubicle, staring at the glowing clock on the wall. Every second crawled by like a snail. My hands rested on the keyboard, my eyes on the blank screen. If anyone walked past, they would think I was working hard. In reality, I was doing nothing—just pretending. Day after day, it was the same empty routine. It was the worst job I had ever taken—working for a giant corporation. I kept wondering: Is it possible to earn a living doing something honest, inspiring, and free? Does work always have to feel soul-crushing? Last week, I watched a movie called The Cubicle Life. It was hilarious—and painfully true. It reminded me of my own job: sterile offices, fake smiles, and endless boredom. Over time, I realized most jobs destroy people's energy. They turn bright, creative humans into lifeless robots. I hated my job. I hated the dull walls, the strict rules, and the feeling of being controlled. So I started searching for something better, something meaningful. I found joy in tutoring students. I loved seeing their excitement and progress. But even then, I had to follow orders, use terrible books, and teach the way others wanted. Finally, I understood: to live with freedom, you must work for yourself. That’s why I started my own program. It was scary—no boss, no paycheck guarantee, no safety net. But I had to follow my heart. Fear was always there, whispering about failure. Yet I learned something powerful: if your dream both terrifies and excites you, it's probably worth it. So my advice is simple: embrace the fear. Don’t wait for it to go away. Take action while scared. Because action is the cure for fear.