There was a young man sitting where you are right now. He was ambitious, wanted a bright future, but he was not sure how to begin. What he didn’t realise was that he had already started. He had started from the moment he was born. He was in a rush, a race to get to somewhere. A fictional place that represented success. A place that in reality already existed within him. And reaching for this ‘success’ placed pressure on him, made him worry, filled him with a deep desire to achieve more. More and more and more. ‘This’ was never enough. If only he could achieve ‘that’ he would be happier. He saw the 0.1% earning lots of money, travelling to exotic places, wearing suits, driving fast cars. He read about finance and the people making fortunes. So he went and studied finance in the hopes that he would become one of them. And when he did, ‘then’ he would be happy. Life would be good. He became obsessed with money He became obsessed with self-development He became obsessed with trying to impr...