Bits and pieces

I have unorthodox ways of doing things. How I drive, what I eat, how I save my files. I could never be in an environment where I needed to produce things in a certain way or conform to a certain format. I'd be lost. That “process” would totally take away from who I am and what I do. Whatever the hell that is.

So I struggle with people who feel they have to live their lives a certain way. Real jobs are a disaster. If it wasn't for spell check I believe I would be considered a complete moron. I guess there is no better time than now to be alive. I have these words to write and these means to share them. I'm feeling better already.

After day one of this journey, I feel I have a bit of a rudder. Of course my rudder is not always going to be in the water, but my sanity may have hope yet.