<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Random Thoughts on Ahmed Azeez</title><link>https://mscazmy.github.io/tags/random-thoughts/</link><description>Recent content in Random Thoughts on Ahmed Azeez</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://mscazmy.github.io/tags/random-thoughts/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dear Career Switchers: You are not a Failure</title><link>https://mscazmy.github.io/2019/06/02/failure/</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://mscazmy.github.io/2019/06/02/failure/</guid><description>Me and Failure Go Wayyy Back For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a hard time with failure. My intense aversion to it was immortalized on my bedroom wall for most of my childhood in the form of an imperfect piece of artwork. I had been coloring in a ballerina Barbie from some coloring book or another when my hand slipped, a single crayon line extending outside the boundaries of Barbie’s body and into the clean expanse of the rest of the page.</description></item></channel></rss>