Teachings from a tough week
It was one of those weeks. Ever feel like something weird was in the air but you just didn’t know what? I had one of those weeks.
A lesson from a boxing class
I went boxing with two of my friends a week ago. First time in many years. We had been on one hell of a tear working on a video series, traveling, etc. and it would have been easy to cancel late Thursday night. Thankfully we didn’t.
Do you have something to say that you’re not saying?
This is pretty damn simple. If you have something to say, you should say it. However, habitual offenders ruin relationships by keeping things inside and letting them build up.
The fight with the devil
Background: It wasn’t until my late 20’s that I figured out how unnatural my mood swings were. It was quite liberating to figure out that I wasn’t losing my mind, while I was in fact losing my mind. From there, let’s just say I bitched and moaned for a few years about how having a non-neurotypical brain sucked and woe is me. I became really good at feeling bad for myself.
Dividing myself internally
I very much enjoy discovering companies that have problems I can solve. Each company, story, and of course person is different.
Wandering and Wondering…
It seems that wandering isn’t so abnormal as I get older. Things happen and every decision I make becomes a bit more impactful. Seems that wandering becomes just as important as it is dangerous.
Sometimes a chat with Dad is more than enough
Sitting here thinking about the previous week and trying to learn something from the ups and downs. That’s the point of this blog. Even though this was a solid week, I found myself feeling a bit “low” the majority of the week. After writing a few sentences I found myself thinking about one of my bright spots.