I bought an uber pricey MacBook Pro a few years ago as a reward for selling an impossible to sell house and I basically haven't used it until I started writing this blog. So like my iPad that i dubbed my youtube player, this computer I'm dubbing my blog typewriter.
I'm a simple person. I do not want or need much. I like having only a few choices of clothing and shoes to wear. I keep my social circles very tight and friends very close but besides that I don't need a lot. I work because I enjoy the work. I am really happy going to the office, meeting new people and trying to solve problems and just being generally useful. The other day, I got an emergency call from the staff saying there was a bird that died in front of our office and I needed to dispose of it. That made me feel very useful because I was made to not be grossed out by dead things. Holding that dead bird was a very proud moment for me.
As I get older, I'm realizing a lot more about myself and strangely I'm returning more and more to my original state. I was a very rambunctious kid that was annoyingly curious and didn't have an OFF SWITCH. Life happened, teachers punishment, bullying, comparison with others, media, influence from peers and mentors shaped me into something that I was not in my early adulthood. Now as i'm approaching my middle age I'm realizing that I'm happiest and produce the most positive impact by being my original self.
I was doing a podcast with my good friend Ross Woo and he said to sign off the pod, "YOU DO YOU!" I thought that was such a dumb quote at the moment but when I was listening again, I really thought about it and it really resonated with me. I used to record these audiotapes with my brothers and sisters on an old radio we had and I loved listening to the cassettes growing up even when my siblings were playing outside. So I started a podcast to just have fun. I used to write a lot growing up and that was basically the only thing I liked about school. So i started this blog just to have fun. No goal just enjoying the moments of freedom as I write, the feel of the keys on my fingertips and the non editing and poor grammar, run on sentences, music in the background wearing my only pair of pyjama pants and my star wars tshirt at home after a long days work. Happiness is in the simple things.