I'm drowning in my own thoughts. This blog is an attempt to take a breath....
I learn by diving deep into whatever has my attention right now. I immerse myself fully. I read it, watch it, listen to it. And as soon as I feel comfortable, I start doing. I always want to get my hands dirty as quickly as possible when something excites me. I don't understand how people can spend days learning the theory before they even attempt the practice. It kills the vibe for me. I love to…
Pace. It's a very personal thing. For some, my pace would feel dangerously fast. For others - slow as hell. If you're building something - anything - don't listen too much to advice about how quickly you should execute. There are always nuances nobody but you understands. I might be moving relatively slowly because I'm still learning. Or relatively fast because the current thing doesn't matter…
It feels as if I’m tied to the shore. As if something - whatever it is that binds me - won't allow me to drift into the open, into the deep waters. Tied here, I've already found comfort. At some point, I realize there is no rope, and the vast depths are entirely within reach. It has been fear - and that quiet sense of comfort, of calm. Why would I need waves when I feel good here? But then I…