Am I greedy? Or is it ambition?

Am I greedy? Or is it ambition? Or perhaps just laziness? Lately, I’ve been thinking of quitting work. Again. It seems like a pattern now—I dive into something, stay long enough to realize it’s not for me, then start looking for an exit. My reasons vary: sometimes it’s the dream of launching my own venture, sometimes a pull toward the art world. But if I’m honest, the cycle is always the same. I leave, I sit around for a few months trying to figure it out, and eventually, I find another job—usually one that pays better, but still, a job. And once the routine sets in, boredom follows, and I start unraveling.

This time, I want to do it differently. I plan to speak with my senior—not to quit, but to seek advice. What I want now is to work on my own terms. I’d like to start something of my own, with his guidance if he’s willing. I believe I can do it. The only question is: what do I do?

That’s the part that remains unclear. I don’t yet know what kind of venture will feel like mine. But I do know the kind of freedom I’m after—it’s not about escaping stress, it’s about owning it. The stress I feel now would feel more worthwhile if it were in service of something I built, something that rewards me directly.

So yes, I’m looking for suggestions. But deep down, I already know the answer: take it one step at a time. I’ll give myself a few months to explore, to experiment, and to figure out what fits.

Here’s to doing new business. I don’t know what I’ll end up creating, but whatever it is, I’ll talk to you about it.

Adios.