Cleaning up is mostly annoying, hardly easy but often helpful.
Self-confidence can be damn sexy. The opposite is the opposite.
Even in the coolest city in the world, I can be extremely unhappy with one of the coolest jobs at one of the rapidly growing companies in our republic. In fact, I don’t need anyone but myself to feel miserable. I am a crippled emotional perpetual motion machine.
8 hours in a row to absorb, understand and process new information is really exhausting.
You can waste your time on far more meaningless and unimportant things than with a blog that hardly anyone reads.