I write well, just not here. The difference between my blogging and article writing is simple: Here, is the home for my seemingly endless trains of thought to be broadcast into the great void I like to call the internet. Half, to get them to stop constantly swirling through my head contributing to insomnia, and…
Next week I’m going to do an experiment. I’m going to post specific content (which I’ve already partially decided on) and I’m going to monitor how much time I spend updating my blog and the social-ness related to it. Not because I think it’s bad or that I’m going to stop, but because I think…
I feel guilty because right now I’m not trading my time for money. Which on bad days makes me feel like I’m just a leech, and on really good days makes me feel incredibly free and useful. I’m using my time to be productive, learn, and establish myself. Which are all good things, and smart…