It's a beginning, stupid

You know, as much as I am impatient about progress and achievements (it's a personality flaw -- can't help it), there's not denying that there's certain excitement about the start of career I am going through. The freshness, jittery and nervousness that go with taking the first steps could be intimidating yet extraordinary, to know that I'm going to embark on something new and who knows how long the ride will last. The train has just pulled out of the station. Destinations could be miles away, but I'm just gaining speed. It's nerve-racking, but exciting at the same time.

I must admit that I had a good start. Not everything I had dreamed of, because I dream big, but the truth is that it's not half-bad either. I should be grateful and happy, and I am.

Besides, I have friends, those who support me and cheer me on.

I am a lucky bastard.