Writing, a need that can pause, but never be silenced.

After a few months of traveling in Turkey and the aftershocks following my return, I gradually regained my former calm. Time, patience, and, of course, the need to write all came together again, giving birth to this piece.

What I’ve realized in recent days is that I cannot continue in my current job for the rest of my life. Programming drains the essence of my mind and physical energy, slowly taking away my ability and desire for anything else. Reading, spending time with friends, thinking, and writing have all become very difficult.

The first idea that comes to mind is changing jobs, perhaps a higher salary in another country could temporarily lift this fatigue, but I’m almost certain that after some time, maybe a few years at most, I would return to the same feeling.

The second idea is starting my own business, regardless of the environment I’m in or might be in. A tough challenge, but doable.

Alongside these challenges, my efforts to solve one of my oldest emotional struggles hit dead ends multiple times, and I lost some of my hope. But what can you do? Exactly, try again.