He began tapping onto his screen. The message. What had just happened at the  post office . He had already told his group chat about it, but now he was going to tell her. But after it was all written out, he didn't feel it was right to send it....

There will never be some concrete goal that will objectively be the thing you should do.

There can never be a path that you take where someone else has decided for you, this is the way.

At the end, nobody will have been able to help you. It will have been all...

He went to the post office twice a week to collect mail sent to the Non Profit he worked for. It was a small organization with a small budget, not enough for office space, barely enough to pay the wages of the team. Instead they listed their address as a...

Dempsey was pounding the Apple Magic Keyboard connected wirelessly to his  iMac when the door flung open. How could such a beautiful sight stir such fright in him. Had she found out about last night's escapade?

"Babe. What the hell is going on?"

He took his hands off the keyboard and moved...

What a sad sight. Project Manger. Howard clung onto the title like it was the only thing left in his life.

 Because it probably was.

It wasn't her title, but effectively it was her role. She did the project management , made sure the ship ran clean around here. And...

He hadn't been to SSD since he got his puppy. But before that he used to spend all his free time, weekday or weekend s, at the SSD. He liked the first S the best. It stood for  shooting range . It was not that he found pleasure in shooting...

Parents are more influential than we give them credit for. Growing up they are the boomers and so why would we look up to them. But although we like to act like we are not like them, I see it time and time again. History might not repeat but it...

The  deadline for the paper was  Friday two weeks ago.

This was the longest time I had gone past a deadline... initially I didn't even know it was possible. I remember Thursday night.... sitting in the library so late. Just when it was neither night or early morning. That's when they...

I used to think  Paul Graham was crazy for writing his blog posts using vim .

This past month I've spent so much time in the  command line and learning all these keyboard shortcuts that I can finally see how one could write on a terminal text editor.

Not that I'd want...

Before my friend died, he always talked about starting up his own  catering business. He really liked to cook, and he really liked to serve others his food, no matter how broke he was, I'll give him that, but I don't think there was any support structure for him to...