The rain sure makes his paws nice & clean.
There, I said something nice about the rain.
Can it stop now?
There, I said something nice about the rain.
Can it stop now?
It seems like we’re still making this thing. We’ve been trying to define what it is. I’ll go on for a little bit about that.
We talk about it like it’s a blogging tool, but it’s really not a tool for blogging in the traditional sense. We love simplicity so we are stripping everything away until only the essential parts remain. Our main goal is to create an incredibly focused tool that can be used to write.
I’m serious though. There’s no tags. No text formatting, aside from new lines. No titles.
It’s kinda exciting.
Anyway, I just wanted to share a bit.
It’s a blogging website. It’s an exercise in simplicity. It’s free. It isn’t done yet. I’m making it with one other person, in our spare time. It’s going to be incredible.
Anyway.
You’re welcome to come along. I’ll let you know when we have something to show for ourselves.
Yes, you.
It has lots of stuff in it, including 8 (EIGHT) fans.
Am I correct in worrying about the floor under my feet collapsing from sheer awesome?
[snip]
In my head, I shriek, “One day, you will regret not going to college and realize that you jumped into marriage with someone that you didn’t even know in search of a idealized life that doesn’t exist, and now you’re stuck. When you tie yourself down with a marriage and kids and a mortgage and debt and other things that hold you in place, you become so heavy that you don’t have room to let yourself grow and change — something you still need to do when you’re in your early twenties and practically still a fetus. You are better than that.” When, let’s face it, I probably just mean, “I am better than you.” Which, um, is not an attractive color on myself. I mean, really.
This is an interesting discussion that could use to be hashed out further.
Marriage and kids and mortgages and debt don’t necessarily mean growth and change come to a grinding halt. From a fellow fetus on the other side of the fence, it isn’t as bad as it might seem. Often, it can be downright delightful. There are also times I am so frustrated it seems to take all I have not to throw in the towel. The good with the bad, and all that. I can’t imagine our lives any other way.
It boils down to how we make life choices. We’re all different, so it’s kind of hard to predict what will make someone truly happy. Having my son explore his emotions and express love towards his friends and family is the bees proverbial knees to me. It might not be the same for other people. I’m alright with that.
The important thing is not how others perceive us. We can’t change that. We can change our perceptions of other people. We can offer people respect and kindness.
about a personal project that’s been in the works for a little while now.
