A Perfect Day, Almost
We flew to New York to see our kids. I worked from the hotel room. They worked too. On the one free day, my wife and I drove to Montauk and lived the life I keep writing about. It was almost perfect.
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The Thing Itself
I like the building part. Not the meetings about the building. Not the planning of the building. The building.
The Life That's Already Here
I write a weekly essay about building toward independence, and right now I'm not building much. I'm working, I'm traveling, I'm living. But the Vancouver weekend reminded me that a lot of what I'm building toward is already happening.
I Signed Up for a Company Hackathon
Somewhere between writing about building my way out, I signed up for a company hackathon. The contradiction isn't lost on me.
The Paradox of Comfortable Enough
I don't hate my job. That's exactly what makes leaving so hard to think about clearly.
Breaking the Scroll: Two Weeks, Two Books
Two weeks, two books. All it took was leaving my phone charging across the room. Instead of scrolling first thing
Are your choices truly your own?
Do you subscribe to the idea of determinism or free will? These are two intricate philosophical concepts that stand in