In April 2006 I quit my job in Paris as a well-paid software developer.
It was in the 16-ème arrondissement, 5 minutes from Place de Trocadero, overlooking the Eiffel Tower, in a financial corporation that built critical software used by the world’s largest banks.
It was also a job that was slowly draining my joy and will to live.
I’ve never commuted since.
For the past 11 years I’ve been a freelancer, self-employed and solopreneur.
I’ve worked from home, from exotic beaches or from my holiday house overlooking the snowy peaks of the Carpathian mountains.
11 years ago I decided that I don’t want to just make ends meet or to earn money in a job I’m not excited about.
Instead, I made a choice: to spend time with my loved ones, to seek balance, freedom and projects that I really care about.