With the princess starting daycare, the whole family quickly got sick and it’s been a struggle to make it through the day even without extracurriculars. All day the kids want to be held, and so do the adults. Being sick I consider a low point and it makes me question my life not only because the unnecessary has to get cut, I also ask why am I doing certain things. I’ve been building this absurd recording studio for a podcast that doesn’t currently exist, so why and why am I even doing a podcast. Side note, I won’t call it a podcast in the future since it’s the same as any show or audio/visual file and the word podcast now has negative connotations. The point of my show and this blog is not for the now, but to have experienced it for the future. People think they think a lot, but until it’s put on paper or said out loud it doesn’t exist. Being able to channel thoughts into existence is a skill that gets better with practice. Writing a show is different form of expression, the blog is to keep ideas flowing and the show is to refine the excess into excellence. Doing hard things makes me better. Everyday it would be nice to continuously pick the easy path, but there’s no free lunches, sedentary life is atrophy. Keep moving, you’re still alive, aren’t you?
