How do you know?
25th January 2010
A friend is wondering if she should quit a steady job to do something different and a little crazy.
Someone who knows us both asked how I knew I was ready to leave when I did the same thing about three years ago.
But the thing is, you'll never be ready. If you're trying to tell stories, you'll end up breaking more things than you build because humanity is huge and anything you make to hold it will crack. Our hands never seem big enough or wise enough. And there never seems to be enough savings in the bank.
So it's not a question of readiness at all. It's a question of whether you want to.
Do you?
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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Thursday, January 07, 2010
Hatsu haircut
4th January 2010
The first haircut of the year. The hairdresser wasn't young but seemed strangely nervous, dropping the comb twice. Each time, a burst of shaky patter after he picked it up.
When he switched on the razor, I stopped breathing.
But nothing except hair was cut off. So say hello to the new me.
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4th January 2010
The first haircut of the year. The hairdresser wasn't young but seemed strangely nervous, dropping the comb twice. Each time, a burst of shaky patter after he picked it up.
When he switched on the razor, I stopped breathing.
But nothing except hair was cut off. So say hello to the new me.
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.
.
.
.
.
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