João Felipe

The view from my living room window, in the commercial building that housed the Mendes de Albuquerque branch in New York, was spectacular. From the time I was on the thirtieth floor of the building, I could see much of the magnificent city, known worldwide and the desired destination of many.

I was able to achieve all the goals I set for myself over the last few months and was very satisfied with myself and everything I had accomplished. But that was it.

I didn't feel happy and the work was no longer motivating me like before. The proof of this was that it had been a long time since I had a very important report on my desk and zero willingness to analyze it. Worrisome.

I needed to issue some opinions on various investor accounts of our company and had no desire to read the data placed in front of me by my secretary for a few hours.

I was discouraged, that was it, I needed to admit it, at least to myself, since my pride didn't allow me to let others know how restless I was.