10:17 in the morning.
Los Angeles.
Coffee in my hand.
Just got back from buying beans at Sprouts.
Thinking about career.
Right now…
I sell plastic and paper bags.
It pays the bills.
But it’s not what I want to do forever.
What I want…
is to become an artist.
And that’s where it gets messy.
Because my path isn’t one thing.
I like drawing.
Animation.
3D modeling.
I also like business.
Learning about money.
Stocks.
Building something.
So when I think about a “career plan”…
it doesn’t look straight.
It looks like stops along the way.
Different things I pick up.
Different things I build.
And maybe that’s what it is.
Not one path.
A route.
💬 Reader question
Does your path feel clear… or are you figuring it out as you go?
Subscribe
If this felt real… I write moments like this.
Leave a Reply