While some of my friends idolised football stars and some wanted to be “influencers”, I read biographies of the tech bros and dreamt of being an entrepreneur. No, that word didn’t cover it. It’s too dry, old business. I wanted to be a founder, create a start-up. That phrase, “start-up” drove me at school. I had visions of my cool warehouse with fussball table and endless smoothies. And the team: pizza boxes, walls of post it notes, late nights. Just me and my mates, changing the world. And I got there. My start-up. I look around. My co-founders’ cursors blink.