The Land Of Isolation

<div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-4d3d737a-15f4-41b4-b318-ec31c3f3b254">People often ask me what it is that I do. I’ve never been an ‘elevator pitch’ type of person. Once, I blurted out a quick line. I help lonely entrepreneurs. It was meant to be a joke but the person nodded, leaned in and sounded extremely curious. She mentioned that there is such a need for that. I said it jokingly. I had no idea how close to the truth that statement really was.</div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-78175b0a-4a77-4e64-b44d-7876b1ed2395"> </div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-60caf752-4f4a-48f0-bcfb-f17e0e2fbe3d">Helping lonely entrepreneurs was never what I set out to do. Eighteen years ago, when I first began planting the seeds to leave my career as an employee and build that life of freedom through entrepreneurship, the idea of it being lonely was the furthest idea from my mind. In fact, I would have gladly taken a large dose of loneliness, being that I was so tired of the politics of the newsroom and everything that came with the madness of the office that I worked in. </div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-50f8dd17-723f-4cd2-b7d3-13582c8ca5d7"> </div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-374248ac-4265-4a12-bbc8-dd1a16afcb46">The thought of being alone with my thoughts was enticing. Nobody telling me what to do. Nobody telling me where to go. Silence. Heavenly silence. We’re still around a decade away from being empty nesters but I would guess that it’s like that parent that is overwhelmed by the noise and the mess of raising children, who desperately wants quiet. They long for the days where they can wake up in silence, sip their morning coffee and enjoy a peaceful breakfast without nerf darts being shot into their toast while children run around screaming. </div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-72f92e80-df2c-4cc5-b1ef-19a78e949358"> </div> <div class="ql-block" data-block-id= "block-4ddf138c-254d-40fe-94a1-353019dfa68b">And then they get there. The kids are