somewhere fresh and clean. somewhere open and free.
this keyboard makes me feel like typing.
but i don’t have much to say (yet).
i don’t want to talk about the past. or really what is happening right now.
i’m curious about the future and what i’ll feel.
feel… ?
us twelve years into the future was brought up tonight.
twelve years didn’t seem too far in the future. but, yeah, no, wow.
i wonder how my friends figured it out twelve years ago.
i’ll ask them sometime soon.
]]>fuck off! i can do what i want… thank you younger me!
today is like…
but also maintain.. i now worry about maintenance… and insurance.
freedom! sex! drugs! money!
comfort. security. peace. and…
]]>it’s not everyday someone freely dishes out an adjective that so accurately characterizes you in a manner that, just hearing it, reminds you and reassures you that you actually just might be that person you’ve always been. you could even say it only happens once in a blue moon.
anyway, in a time when i would, more often than not, identify and describe myself with its antonyms, it was a refreshing surprise.
thanks friend.
]]>i not very good at it… like.. i can really only go about 5 metres without running into one of the walls… but look what i found: this.
thanks internet. muha-haha.
]]>Over the past few years my focus has been on skill acquisition and mastery. Haven’t really had a game plan other than first identifying a hole in my life and filling it with something new that would challenge me and would hopefully benefit me in some kind of serendipitous way.
‘Things always work out’ has been my motto forever. But this isn’t necessarily true anymore.
Things need triggers. People need to be pushed.
ohhh that’s soo hard for me to type out. I don’t believe that at all. I know things will work out. They always work out!!
People do need to take risks. Me. I’ve taken managed risks. That’s my thing. Baby steps. Micro assessments. And such.
But I’m doubting myself lately.
]]>i’ve kept some things fairly constant (my job, my home) but for the most part i’ve been starting, stopping, trying, fiddling, and tweaking things.
major shit has happened (dad’s heart attack then stroke, grandpa’s cancer, grandma’s passing away, and more…)
i’ve worked on big projects… i’ve travelled.
i’ve learned about a new industries: video games.
i’ve grown a beard, bought a hat, joined a softball team.
i’ve had ups and downs in relationships and even cut friends from my life.
i’ve read books, attended dozens of concerts, and even started to gain an understanding and appreciation for music created before i was.
i’m not optimistic by default as i once was. i know shit sucks now. but i kinda like knowing that.
]]>all it took was hanging out with a few of my coworkers… and quality time in the meeting room.. and the blog was back.. and updated (to the newest version of wp) in no time…
let’s see what happens now…
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