I remember when I was a little a girl this huge dreams I used to have. Big dreams of me in the future. The years passed and the going got thougher but not enough to knock me out. I still dream big. What's the point of dreaming little? Don't get me wrong. Little things makes me happy, but I just figure that if I can dream I can achieve it.
Here's my point: When I graduated college, I never realized how bad it was going to be. Sometimes I wonder if I'm working hard enough, if I'm good enough. And that's when it happens, I hear about my peers working in what they want, doing their firsts baby steps in their dream job. It's really hard. I wonder when's my time going to come.
Firefox creator is only twenty years old. I'm 22, what have I really done?
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