As long as I'm healthy and able to work, I'll keep trying to improve my life. Not because I believe money is the purpose of life, but because I don't want to spend years convincing myself that something doesn't matter simply because I haven't reached it yet.
Lately, I've been receiving a lot of packages from sellers who want me to promote their products. While tracking one of the deliveries, I noticed something that caught my attention. The courier's name was followed by a law degree.
It made me pause.
I found myself wondering why he had become a delivery courier. Couldn't he find a job in the field he spent years studying for? Was this just a part-time job while he searched for something else? Maybe it was only a stepping stone. Maybe he was waiting for the right opportunity. Or maybe this was simply the path he chose.
The truth is, I have no idea, and I don't want to make assumptions about someone's life based on a single delivery. But seeing his name reminded me of something that's easy to forget: life rarely follows the plan we make when we're eighteen years old.
We're taught that if we study hard, earn a degree, and do everything "right," life will eventually fall into place. Yet reality is often far more complicated. Economies change. Industries shrink. Family responsibilities appear. Health problems happen. Sometimes the opportunities we expected never come, and sometimes the only thing we can do is take honest work that pays the bills while we keep moving forward.
There is dignity in that.
A person's current job tells you almost nothing about their ambitions, their abilities, or the path that brought them there. For all I know, he could be supporting his parents, saving money to start a business, preparing for a professional exam, or simply doing whatever he has to do until a better opportunity comes along.
That brief moment made me think about something else.
I've met people who spend a lot of time saying that money isn't important, that people shouldn't chase money, or that everyone should "escape the system." Maybe those are their genuine beliefs. For some people, they probably are. But sometimes, I've wondered whether those ideas can also become a way of making peace with a reality we wish were different. Because it's much easier to tell ourselves that something doesn't matter than to admit we simply haven't reached it yet. Personally, I'd rather be honest with myself.
I'm still building my life.
I want financial stability. I want to earn more than I do today. I want to create opportunities that give me choices in the future. I don't think there's anything shameful about admitting that. There's no shame in taking an honest job while waiting for a better one. There's no shame in changing careers, starting over, or working outside the field you studied. Honest work has never been something to be embarrassed about.
To me, the real mistake isn't having to work hard. The real mistake is convincing yourself that your dreams no longer matter simply because they haven't happened yet. That courier reminded me of something simple. As long as we're healthy, capable, and given the opportunity to work, we should keep trying. We don't know what tomorrow will look like, and opportunities often become fewer as we grow older.
Money isn't everything. But neither is pretending that it doesn't matter.
I'd rather keep working, keep learning, and keep building a better future than spend years turning my current limitations into a lifelong philosophy.
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