This day, exactly one year ago, was the first day of my freedom. I remember waking up in the morning and felt weird that I had the whole 24 hour for myself. Not for a day or a week, but for months to come. No need to get sick leave or apply for leave, I could do whatever I wanted to do with my time. It was a period in my life that I may never get to experience again and I’m thankful for that.

And now here I am, waking up before sunrise and returning home at sunset 5 days a week. Facing the crowd, the emails and the phonecalls while staring at the clear blue sky from my cubicle. But surprisingly, it doesn’t bother me as much as it would have 1 year ago. Funny how much things have changed in a year. But I don’t regret it a bit. The past year has taught me a lot and now it’s time to grow up.