Most of my adult life I haven’t owned a car.
That used to be more true than it is today. Still, I almost never drive. However, without intention, I wouldn’t walk very much either.
Which is a crime.
I’ve found walking to be the perfect antidote for the lethargic perils of the information age.
As I sat in my children’s room last night my finger played lazily across my iPad’s display.
It’s so often the case that in the silence of my children’s dreaming, I find myself lost in the Web.
The light of the dot-com life never fades. Continue reading
I can’t remember the day, but I remember the moment.
I took a deep breath, walked through the front door of the main office, and felt the warmth of freedom wash over me. I was still lost in thought as I began to trek back to the warehouse where my work sat waiting to be completed by another man’s hands. It was someone else’s problem now. Continue reading