On Saturday evening, I sneaked into P’s house in Astoria for a wonderful Brazilian dinner. Then we lay down on her floor and watched a movie. We shared a big box of chocolate ice cream and she told me about her hometown stories. She could make lots of money back in her hometown with her dentist experience instead of being nobody in New York City, but she never regrets her decision: “Now you are down, but it is the precondition for you to go up someday. Do you understand me?”
I do. I gave her a big hug.
People usually start to complain or to give up just after a few steps of trying, “When? When? When I can make it? “Oh sweetie, you just haven’t earned it. Though there are lucky dogs all around, luck never comes for free.
When you feel that you will never make it, you will die in vain, you will never stand up again, you will suicide, you will fall into pieces and you become the biggest looser even have no way to turn back…then your time will come.
That is the answer to “when”.
Believe it or not.
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