One Year Later

One Year Later

So, it’s been a year now, a year since I got rid of nearly all my dead weight, squeezed the remainder of my life into the car and drove to Houston? What have I accomplished? On paper, I’ve gotten a new job with plenty of growth potential and good benefits that pays the same I…

No More Waiting

No More Waiting

I need to create something, build something. It needs to be something grand, not necessarily in a way that will impress the world because, fuck them, they don’t matter. I need to impress myself. I need an accomplishment that impresses me. It needs to be a monument that I can look back to and remind…