December 29, 2025
I want to reveal the topic of engineers with you
So the heroine of the book waits. And while she waits, the figs begin to fall. To rot. To disappear π
This image haunted me.
Because I realized that I was doing the same thing. I'm so afraid of making the βwrongβ choice that I don't make any choice. And opportunities slip away while I'm stuck in my thoughts.
When I decided to get this tattoo, it was like a promise to myself:
Stop being afraid. Choose the figs, take a risk, and live.
Even if it's not perfect. Even if you change your mind later.
Just don't let your figs fall because you were too afraid to reach for them
What do you think I chose as my path? π
