302. The Only Focus

So … another mass shooting in the US.

I pray that today will be the day when a US majority of voters and politicians will see the wisdom in restricting gun laws, starting with the state of Nevada, where people are allowed to carry weapons and do not have to register themselves as a gun-owner and are also allowed to sell guns privately.Read more

244. Drop By Drop

Taking my first break from Robinson Crusoe-posting, I simply need to say that maybe I have fucked up all this time – trying to find more enjoyable ways to make money.

At least as regards the way I’ve tried …

I was thinking that if I don’t feel good still, perhaps worse, than when I started trying to find that way to make money in a more enjoyable, passionate way, then perhaps my goal is wrong – or the way to the goal is wrong!… Read more

218. Half the Way

Just worked all day, trying to contain my sense of desperation that I had found no customers this month yet. It is summer, but still …

In the end I decided to just write 3 or 4 blog posts about both WordPress and business-mindset when you run a one-man show and have to do the online-stuff as well: How to get time for it all …

Not only was the lack of income getting to me, but also the sense that I wasn’t providing value – not using my skills and experience for any good for anyone.… Read more

60. A Soul’s Project

A day spent doing two jobs in my firm and writing two job applications, with the best will I could mobilize.

I did laundry also and then walked to my cousin’s cafe in a foggy north-west part of the capital, only to find he wasn’t there.

Instead, behind the extremely diminutive bar, a 28 year old good-looking woman with a master’s degree in philosophy and some trauma from meeting the real world of unemployment soon after.… Read more

18. Behind the Backside

The last day before Christmas day saw the office for the so called entrepreneur program almost empty, but I didn’t mind.

One meeting with an architect who had a need of making invisible some table-borders somebody had coded for her – and that was it. I went home again.

Char had the day off, and had bought some last Christmas presents, but was tired.… Read more