Day 0. The Decision Is Made.
My life has been all about moving from one place to another so far. My father was a pilot and being born in Perm city, 1500km to the east from Moscow, Russia I’ve been taken by my parents to Khatanga which is very close to the North Pole with usual temperature of -50 -60 Celsius. At my 10 we have moved back to Perm and after graduation at 21 I have moved to Moscow. Oh Moscow, what an awesome huge and crazy city with over 20 million very, very different people around. In Russia we say that we have Moscow and all the rest Russia, since Moscow is like an other country within Russia. I am absolutely in love with Moscow, really. Early sunny mornings and awesome summer night parties with the prettiest girls ever will always overweight all the ugly issues like jams and exhausting pace of megapolis. Even now I’m absolutely sure that I will miss it. I leave here my flat, my car, my friends, all the things that got so convenient and casual. For the sake of? I don’t know exactly the reasons but I got a strong feeling inside that I do need to run. Somewhere. No matter. Just run.
I’m the CEO and the co-founder of one pretty successful and promising start-up that we have launched at Kickstarter just several months ago. That was 6 months of sleeping less than needed and working much more than most people do. I really love what we are doing and I have no doubts that this journey will not only not slow down the pace but rather give me more energy and inspiration to make really amazing stuff.
I’ve just booked a flight to Barcelona. Need to pack my stuff, to pick the essentials and drop away all the rest.
Feelings: a bit scares but thrilled with the thoughts of freedom I’m gonna get.