11 years ago, after my first exam in high school, I decided that I wanted to become an engineer.
Today, in the blistering heat of this Swedish summer day, I walked up the stairs in Stockholm city hall to receive my diploma. A Master of Science in Engineering, Civilingenjör.
Many goosebumps, some sentimental tears. I know that I’ve worked for almost a year already. But these days filled with reflection, in combination with the reorg at IKEA and the end of my leadership programme, has me asking: What do I do now?
I’m done. I want icecream now.