Dear Me.
You are now 35 years old, sitting outside the cottage in Sandefjord, which you now own place. You just got married to Thomas and you have a beautiful daughter who's two years old. It's a sunny day, and you're drinking tea while listening to Dave Koz, and waiting for you mum to come on a weekend visit. Thomas is an artist, his paintings are well recognized and he is sort of weird guy. Not the guy you you are looking for at the moment. Your mother is happy and healthy, just turned 65 years, and has now got three dogs and a spanish lover. She now spends the winters in the South of France where she, with her spanish man Carlos, owns a vineyard. Now back to your current situation. After graduating at RBS you went to Stockholm to get your masters degree - as planned. After your masters you tried to fulfill your fathers wishes by working here and there for the big brokers and investment companies in Norway. You had long days, which seemed ever lasting, and you always longed for the weekends. After a couple of years you started feeling unmotivated and down. You didn't really have any interest in the job - except the paychecks that eventually turned into the BMW X6. Man, you wont believe how amazing this car is. So stop drooling over the current X6, it's nothing compared to the new 2018 edition. Be satisfied with the tube for a couple more years. You end up finding your own way in life, totally free, and totally happy. It will take some years, but you will get there. If I could give me some advice; Do things YOU love, don't aspire to be someone you are NOT, and have fun. Everything will work out eventually!
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