Justin Holzmann

I hit send and immediately pulled my hood down over my eyes. . . I barely noticed that my palms were sweaty as I started rapidly counting from zero up to sixty.

1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . .

I felt my world implode. My breath was ragged.

22 . . . 23 . . . 24 . . .

I started doubting myself.

44 . . . 45 . . . 46 . . .

Maybe I can take it back???

59 . . . 60

My hood flies back and I hit send on the second email I prepared.

The first one, an apology email to my immediate supervisor for leaving him in the lurch during the busy season.

The second one, to the entire management team: HR, my boss, his boss. With my official resignation.

I had just jumped out of a perfectly good airplane with a $6 thousand dollar parachute. . .

Hi I'm Justin. A little less than a year ago I walked away from a job that all of my friends envied in corporate America. I had the company car, cell phone and most importantly the credit card. Life was good.

I knew I needed more though. I needed to feel like I was making a difference (and not in stock holders quarterly reports either).

Since then I've been teaching myself how to code and have started a few different companies:

skilltra.de => Skill sharing platform for Startups.

dnlode.com => (Pronounced "Download") an accelerated learning platform.

editionly.com => Read more.