Seems like 100,000 days since I’ve posted but actually it was in February so I’m like about 99940 days short? My how time slips away… quickly, quietly, like a cat, taking the seconds of my future with it into the unknown and then revealing it to me when it’s too late to change.
I sit at my deskchair and stand on a precipice simultaneously. Creating words in the German fashion of concatenation (like desk chair becomes deskchair) and letting my thoughts flow freely, possibly incoherently to whomever may be reading this. Two weeks from today I need to start using my savings account. Today I need to lower my “expectations” about employment. No, strike that. I need to CHANGE my expectations. I’ve had a few high income years I should just be thankful for and move on. Today I am going to change my future, before that cat runs off with it!
