My name is Harold. I'm 36 and I own a small IT firm that started with me, one folding table, and a laptop that overheated if I ran too many tabs. In my family, that still somehow made me the lucky one, not the hardworking one.
Not the one who spent years sleeping 4 hours a night fixing servers at 2 a. m. and taking sales calls in grocery store parking lots because I didn't have time to stop moving.
Just lucky.
