Six months ago, my biggest problems were deadlines, parking tickets, and whether our wedding playlist had too many 80s songs on it. I was 25, a structural engineer still early enough in my career to feel the pressure of proving myself but far enough along to feel proud of what I’d built. My days were filled with load calculations, foundation plans, and site inspections. My evenings were spent debating centerpiece…
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