This is where I write before everything has a label: poems, stories, reflections, fragments, strange thoughts, and pieces that may or may not become something larger.
Two days of foul moods, clothes, stickers, fish curry, cocktails, dogs and a Sunday that refused to be relaxing.
Read the post →An unexpected day off, several hours of sorting stationery, shawarma, a nursery negotiation and an unexpected reminder of my early days in business.
Read the post →A 1 a.m. game, five losses, two dogs, autocorrect gone rogue, and one small epiphany about problems, happiness and why winning gets boring when it becomes predictable.
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