<< The world is vast and our planet is breathtakingly beautiful, so much so that the idea of ​​spending the entire year between the four walls of an office has always seemed as appealing to me as a month of endless rain. For years, I explored various school programs, searching for what would become my vocation. And let's be clear, I loved my years in school, even if I sometimes had the impression that my greatest diploma was that of "Chronic Fatigue Survivor" - thanks to my daily coffee consumption that rivaled to a "coffee shop" during sales! Then, when I arrived on the job market, I was quickly swallowed up by this famous routine. The one that offered me financial security, but which, little by little, gave me the impression that my life resembled a ticket machine: you press, you receive, but there are never any surprises, and it never stops. Sure, the salary was there, but the freedom? It was as present as my chance of winning the lottery, which is to say non-existent (especially since I never buy tickets)! I felt like I was becoming an automaton,

a slave to a rigid schedule, performing tasks without being able to give free rein to my creativity.

This had to change because I was not happy >>.