It’s always crowded

I find it funny that the little quiet corner I spot and start walking towards in this world is always filled with people who’ve reached before me. It feels like the path less travelled for a while, but then you start walking down that path, looking around, and suddenly… people. Everywhere.

Whenever I really get into something – you know, start digging deep, putting in the hours – it always ends up feeling like I’m just bumping into people in spaces that looked empty from the outside. Of course, meeting new ideas and people is life, right? But there’s still this little shock sometimes, realising how many folks are already doing similar things and thinking similar thoughts.

Carving out that “slice of cake” feels… well, difficult. And maybe it is not necessary? Perhaps it’s okay to do what feels right for as long as it feels right. And if an opportunity pops up later to shift gears or to stick around – then deal with that when it comes. Probably, not three times like I did. Or maybe I haven’t changed fields enough times, even until now.