2.5 months of savings left: the end is near

At the start of the year, I wrote this ultimatum. I had six months of savings left.

A few months flew by, and now I have 2.5 months of money left in my bank account.

What started with 20+ months is now only a memory.

Little did I know that burnout would knock me out for more than a year. And I certainly didn’t spare myself back then.

At this point, someone else would play it safe and find a freelance gig. Not me, not this time.

I don’t have a plan B.

Risky, I know.

The MVP of the app I’m working on is almost ready. No one guarantees its success, and it almost certainly won’t get me much money, but I’ll push it through anyway.

Who knows what could happen?

If there’s one thing I know, it’s that I’m winging my best.

I want no regrets & prefer to die tryin’.

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