Recursive Words
The life and times of a work-from-home software and web developer as he fights a house, four women, two cats, idiocy, apathy and procrastination on an almost daily basis.
Category: life
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One of my work colleagues will arrive early tomorrow morning for a coffee before an Uber arrives to spirit both of us away to a country estate with the greater part of the company workforce to take part in a two day internal tech conference. Last year I presented during one of the sessions –…
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When I wrote blog posts, I tend to write them as markdown formatted text posts – telling myself that if I remove all distractions I’m far more likely to get on with writing something rather than open this app, or start that music, or scroll that website, or whatever else it might be. For the…
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I’m beginning to wonder if the entire point of falling down rabbit holes is to discover further rabbit holes. While deliberating about resurrecting the WordPress incarnation of my blog, I questioned the mighty Google Gemini – that has read the entire internet, and therefore knows everything – about the relative strengths and weaknesses of the…
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After a ridiculously late night – or rather early morning – binge-watching “For All Mankind”, and then baby-sitting the youngest member of our household for an hour, I somehow scraped myself back out of bed a little after 8am this morning. After a shower and a shave I briefly entertained thoughts of wandering into town…
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I don’t want to learn how I should look, write, get rich, make friends, or whatever else – I just want to escape into your world for a bit.
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The thing I love about sitting in public places on my own is that nobody wants anything from me.
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I never anticipated that a simple board game was preparing me for decades to come.
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You know the one where you think you’ve reached the bottom of the barrel – the lowest ebb – the worst things can get – and then you realise you were only on the first floor, and there is a veritable sky-scraper below you?
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You don’t realise you’re in the darkest timeline when you’re already in it…
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I wonder how much of our lives we spend meeting the expectations of others?
Recursive Words 