Damn, I can’t wait to be successful.

I think about my goals all the time. ALL, the freakIN tImE. It’s killing me sometimes.

Questions go from how can I progress? What next step should I take? If I have this opportunity, how can I maximize it? How do I use my resources efficiently? Is this equipment a good investment for my future?

That’s only the tip of the iceberg of questions.

From the time I chose my college degree, to choosing coffee, to choosing farming, the closest people I love filled me in with doubts. Especially the grandparents I look up to. I understand the fear because it took them a struggle to be who they are now. Now that I feel the struggle, maybe I should be grateful that it is what I’m going through, and that’s my life’s path as of the moment. I know it will be rewarding one day, just like how they did it.

I just could’t wait.

To the people who’s been teaching me anything, your efforts will go a long way. Thank you for being patient with a learner like me.

For the meantime, I will keep that vision. I know I will get there.