Almost exactly three and a half years ago, that dream became a reality. It felt surreal. So surreal that I felt the need to write down a vow of sorts just to ground myself a little bit.
I vowed to work hard, to always remember how incredibly lucky I am, and to always be thankful. Meanwhile, there was one additional vow - I would never let the success make me fearful or complacent. Being interested in human psychology, I have a rudimentary understanding of how we all are wired to avoid losses. Having a dream job gives me a lot to lose. As a new artist trying to grow, becoming static is one of the worst things that can happen.
The jolt of being at a place with such a high concentration of talent gave me a great growth spurt over a couple of years. A few months ago, I came to the realization that it's time to give myself a new kick.
I'm usually a big believer in "if it works, don't fix it", and keen on counting my blessings. I will be missing my team and other friends dearly. The more practical side of myself is shaking its head that I would somehow opt to leave a very supportive environment.
But I needed to take that step.
It's been three and half years of incredible journey. Full speed ahead!