In bursts I work, my thoughts take flight,
A public diary in the night.
Though hunger calls, I chase the flame,
In passion's dance, I find my name.
Day 0 - testing
Honestly…
All I want is a place to share my thoughts, kind of like a diary, but a little bit more public with a nice timestamp, so I can revisit it and see the magic of time.
For the past few hours, I just worked in a burst mode, ignoring all the hunger and pain like a good entrepreneur should. I think I’m like this— working in burst sprints, and then resting long. But the stimulation of the thought that bringing an idea to life is so exciting to me, so I just can’t stop. That’s what happens all the time to me. I’m glad that I am still capable of being this “on fire”. Sometimes I feel like when you hit thirty, you’ve given some shots and you’ve learned some lessons. Then, before you realize it, you have already lost the naive passion that your stupid younger 20-self once had.
Some side projects…
Trying to hit 80,000 words by end of 2025
I just called this 80k words “Inner Chatter”
Years are short. Days are long.