When naiveté is forced to transform into bravery.
"About a decade ago, I sat across from my sister at a brewery in Montreal. I was in my early twenties and working for my first start-up. Everything was new and exciting. I felt like I’d won the new grad lotto.
My sister, who was a couple of years ahead, didn’t share the same enthusiasm.
Over hipster-priced pints, she explained that most people don’t like their jobs and that at age 25, she was fixing to retire.
I was taken aback. It felt inconceivable that being an adult meant living in paycheck captivity.
As I clutched onto my beer and current self-fulfillment, I felt sad for my fellow man. I poured one out for the disillusionment of my brothers and sisters.
Up to that point, I only felt lucky to go to work. Sure, there were mornings when I’d rather not bike up Rue Berri or poo in a public washroom, but that was insignificant."
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