The price for power ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ

Right from my pre-teen years, I would have dreams of a future me being in corridors of power and making changes across the world. One reoccurring theme in these dreams was that I was always alone and running away from physical and spiritual assailants. It almost seemed like the price for such power was solitude. Fast forward to a decade plus later, I’m 28, built a legacy in 3 cities, but I’ve never felt so alone. I just feel like my dreams have given me the roadmap that if I must fulfill my purpose, I must detach myself from anyone whom my gut doesn’t trust but the problem is, that is almost everyone! ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ

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