301. Momentum

I haven’t been too proud of this week’s blogging, since I haven’t had time for it, and therefore yanked in some old texts. I want this blog to be better and better and more and more original.

But sometimes that Is. Not. Possible.

Since Char got ill I have barely had five minutes to myself all day, looking after Jay with her and doing house-work, and only being able to work very, very little.… Read more

278. What Feels Quite All Right

Worked much of the day on a project for a customer who had paid me in June, but who has been going bankrupt for so many months. I wondered why I still cared.

Sure, she had paid me and I owed her, but I have also done a lot of voluntary stuff on her webshop in 2016, so from some other perspective you could argue she still owed me, although that would probably be too cynical.… Read more

121. Messages in a Bottle

Today is my 43rd birthday, and who would’ve thought I’d make it this far? Sure, I live in one of the safest, richest places in the world but the enemies haven’t come from without as much as within.

In 1999-2006 I was depressed on and off, culminating in rampant anxiety, obsessive thoughts and hospitalization in 2005.… Read more