I was going through old photos recently and stumbled across this:


I hastily snapped this photo after a job interview in February 2010. At the time, I had been living in San Francisco for nearly a year without any success of employment. Whenever I visited the Financial District area, I would always crane my neck to look at the surrounding buildings, enveloped in a feeling of wonder and amazement. I desperately wanted to join the glamorous world of gainful employment. I now work in this building. When I leave the office in the evenings, I still always look up at the buildings in the neon-lit night with the same sense of dizzying amazement and wonder how I ended up here.

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