Expectations, Joy, Misery, and Freedom

Good morning, let’s go. Expectation is the meanest son of a bitch. It defies reality, it set-up those around us to fail. It puts on them a weight they didn’t ask to bare. It puts an emotional burden on us when they don’t live up to our expectations. It is not that they did anythingContinue reading “Expectations, Joy, Misery, and Freedom”

Resumes, Obituaries, and Purpose. F’n Life Bro.

Good morning, let’s get it. I hate making a resume. I never know what they really want to know. Is it the mechanical keywords they want, or is it your story. I really can’t help but fuck around when I do them and put in a little joke or a funny remark. To me ifContinue reading “Resumes, Obituaries, and Purpose. F’n Life Bro.”