Another Call To Adventure
I’ve taken the leap and started my own business again, but this time it’s all about me. As I approach the end of my thirties, I’ve got this fierce determination to kick some serious butt and get things done. Diving headfirst into something you truly believe in is fucking terrifying, especially amid all the chaos going on in America. But I’ve realized I have about as much control over external circumstances as a goldfish over world politics.
So, what exactly am I doing?
I’ve become a loan officer and copywriter. The loan officer gig is inspired by my insanely successful sister and brother, who’ve been rockin’ the real estate market for the past decade. I’ve learned a thing or two from them, which means I can make some smart financial decisions down the road.
As for the copywriting gig, it’s my true calling, my purpose in life. I’ve discovered that my gift lies in slinging words like a linguistic ninja. I want to use my word-slinging expertise to help others make moolah. It’s not just about stringing words together; it’s my fiery passion. And hey, if I find success along the way, it is the key to unlocking my past. But even if it doesn’t pan out that way, it’s still another damn important chapter in the epic story of George. Because it’s MY story, and nobody can take that away from me.
Speaking of stories, let’s explore the hero’s journey.
This irresistible magnetic pull is deep within my soul, alongside the fear. The universe whispers, “Hey you, it’s time to rise from the ashes!” It reminds me that every one of us goes through epic phases when we claw our way out of the darkest pits. We face these kickass moments that demand a decision: either we step up and take on the challenge like a boss, or we chicken out and let life slap us silly. Life loves throwing these initiation tests at us and the people we meet along the way? They’re like sidekicks, mentors, or even arch-nemeses who’ve wandered into our lives for a reason.
Through these encounters and the epic adventures they bring, we transform. We emerge from the storm as a shiny, upgraded version of ourselves. Okay, maybe not always shiny, but you catch my drift.