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- I was 20 years old when I landed a summer job as an architecture trainee. When I started I really felt I needed to prove myself. So I decided to work long hours in the hopes of impressing my boss. Outside of work I'd also agreed to take on another project. A friend of mine said he needed an illustrator for a children's book he was publishing - so I jumped at the opportunity, thrilled at the thought of getting paid for my illustrations. That summer I ended up working roughly 10-15 hours per day. I felt very proud of myself for working so hard and I remember joking about my arms the day I started noticing a slight tingling sensation in my fingers. if I had only known...