In hopes of making the office grind more bearable, I applied to jobs in places that were exciting to me. One of these places was Los Angeles. (As a cinephile, I was always fascinated by LA.)
Eventually, a cool startup located across the street from Universal Hollywood offered me a position. One week later I drove across the country, found a beautiful shared house to live in, and enjoyed sunny weather nearly every day.
It was all very exciting until it wasn’t.
This time, it wasn’t the cubicles, low pay, and micromanagement that did me in. Compared to my previous job, everything was amazing. But still, something felt off...
I felt trapped.
To feel less trapped, I took vacations overseas, volunteered to work on farms, and got permission to work remotely one day per week.
But I always had to return to the office—under the fluorescent lights, in the same seat, with the same view, and the same people.