Some finally reach the Guru at the top of the mountain. Drained, almost dying, only to hear, “Sorry, Guru Services are closed due to heavy snowfall. Or, merch is now available in all T-shirt sizes. Buy some. The Guru now…
You ask, what’s the point? Why carry on, why do people carry on? That is 100% legit, because that’s what you feel. It’s no surprise you aren’t the only one. Experiencing futility, existential angst, among other things becomes one of…
The pain doesn’t simply go away. Samantha did leave. After the loss of her child, she relocated to paradise. Beaches, sun, and waves. But she returned a few years later, and settled back into the city. “There are people committing…
“Eighteen.” Vincent Furnier, aka Alice Cooper, was 23 when that song hit big in late 1970. It captures that messy threshold: no longer a kid, not yet a grown-up. The singer drifts between worlds, unsure who he is, unsure where…
Despondency is that shit feeling that resides in a post-apocalyptic crud-hole between hopelessness and apathy. As an emotion, it’s legit, and it’s a signal, but it’s a faint signal that can lead to horrible stuff if left unchecked. Rage, ironically,…
As a youth, my hair was routinely massacred by Adventure Barbers. A couple of middle-aged gents operated a lucrative gig on the outskirts of my community. No matter what style you requested, you always got short back and sides. School…
The dirty secret of side-hustle culture is that if your life is already crammed with stress and chaos, your creative hustle isn’t going anywhere. You can romanticize the beauty of the escape plan all you want, but creativity needs oxygen.…
You won’t change the world. You light a fuse in blue-collar Joe who’s had enough. He burns down what you couldn’t torch. You guard the embers. You wait for the next spark.
Hi David, Today is 22 July, 2002. I want to say something simple. I don’t think you did a good job today. Not as a manager, and also not as someone who wants to grow or learn. You tried to…
The bright oncoming headlights blinded me. So much so that I squinted. I couldn’t even retaliate, because the high beams were off and the lights weren’t even angled up. It was just the tech. Similarly, LinkedIn posts began blinding me.…