Today is a milestone. My (small) bank account is back to where it was when, in November 2018, based in part on the advice of an incredible woman, I quit my job as a trial attorney.

While I am most certainly not patting myself on the back and thinking, “Welp, I’ve made it.” I am reflecting on the many days on which, to save money, I ate dry cereal two or three times per day, or, on those weeks, when I was not sure if I would be able to afford the rent of my studio apt. and would have to ask my parents to allow me to move back in with them.

I am incredibly fortunate in many ways, though, today, I highlight one in particular. A buddy, who has become an awesome friend and business partner, suggested we roll the dice on a venture, which we both will continue to work our tails off to ensure we achieve some form of success. In the process, I discovered new passions — writing and learning.