If the pivotal moments of creation were easy or rational, everyone would make the choice to push forward
— @jonathanfields
The next morning, my world came crashing down. Two planes hit the towers, friends were lost, and there I sat with a freshly minted six-year lease to launch a business in a city that was both in flames and in mourning.
The logical thing, the safe option, would have been to fold the newly formed corporation and walk away. But I couldn’t. If this was the thing I had to do before, it had now become the thing my city needed more than anything.
The thing I needed.
This is a partial except from an essay in the bestseller End Malaria. Click here to find out more.