Young Igor sat up.
At 24, he sat in his cramped apartment, staring at a rejection email for a job he’d spent six months preparing for. His chest felt hollow. What’s the point? he thought. Everyone else is moving forward. I’m just… stuck. Older4me Igor
As if hearing him, Older Igor continued: “You’re asking how I know. Simple — I lived it. And I made a promise back then. Every time I failed, I wrote down one thing I learned. Not to fix the past. To build a bridge for my future self. You’re watching that bridge right now.” Young Igor sat up