177. Minor Questions About Why I Fucked Up My Career So Far

I’m writing this post Thursday, because Wednesday we were out all day – to another city, to get Char some treatment for her trauma after the┬ábirth. She is doing well overall, but can still get very sad and down about it.

Figures.

Everything had looked good until everything suddenly turned around and she got her stomach cut open.… Read more

176. Today I Wanted to Switch Work, Income, Life – Immediately

But of course I couldn’t. I could just go to Big Client no. 1 and take up the reins again after my leave due to the birth of Jay. And then go catch up with other minor clients and find new clients.

And what a real bug of a day. While yesterday wasn’t so bad as I feared, today gave me reminders all across the board about why Big Client is a real challenge to work with.… Read more

175. The Power of the Past

I was thinking this morning, as I sometimes do, with a vague nostalgia about the time I lived in the second largest city of the country. Over 20 years ago …

We lived three young people in a shared apartment and the days went by with me working in an after school club and then in the evening the two of us sometimes went to the cinema and to events about comics and movies.… Read more

174. What I Learned From Throwing Out Old Letters

Sorted 5 bags worth of old letters not so long ago. Some of them from 1989. Most from the mid- and late 90s. Back when you still wrote letters …

It’s actually some months ago, but since I’m continually revising and cleaning up both my house and my life, these days more than ever with baby-Jay as our new family-member, I figured this experience still is relevant to recount.… Read more

171. I Momentarily Felt Anxious About My Prospects of Success

… when it comes to earning money in a way that’s better than now.

Not news, really, although this time it came to me while walking Jay in his carriage Very Early this morning, dead-tired and wondering if I was ever going to get time enough to get some of the (other) successes I craved in life.… Read more

169. Not All

I found out about the bomb that had killed a score of youngsters at a concert in Manchester, while I was walking with Jay’s carriage at 3 AM in the morning to help him calm down.

Not again, huh?

Terror attacks. It’s all a blur sometimes. Like … it’s never-ending.

And like the world is becoming more dangerous by the day …

But is it?… Read more