As the sun sets, I drive to work.
Sun rays light the way back home in the morning.

I've made this journey like clockwork for years.
Everyday starts just as another but I'm addicted to the grind.

I'm fortunate to find a career in what my heart desires.
Creativity drives the day forward, passion fuels it.

Advertising is where I excel. Ad creation is what I love.
I manage them across Facebook, LinkedIn, Instagram & Google.

My parents do not understand how my job works, but I'm important for my organisation. Several dozen people depend on me.
My talent distinguishes me among the rest, my determination elevates me.

I've had a blessed life.
I was born in the beautiful mountains. The lust to go back never ends, but the city job provides for the family.
The family I love dearly.

I know my wife waits for me at home.
We've tied the knot recently.

She told me today we are going to have a baby.
I do not want to leave them alone anymore
I want to go back to the beautiful mountains I came from.
I want us to grow where I grew up.
The city job holds me back again.

My mind can think of other variations of this message.
I'm a high level executive after all.
Business communication is my forte, but my heart says otherwise.
The heart does what the heart wants.

Would it help me?

I am hopeful.
Wishful.

This will fix us.
This can fix me.

I'm talented than most people I've ever met.
I'd be disappointed if I lose a chance to excel.