The headlines are again parroting the end times, as the wildfires of the world apparently burn “out of control”. I’d again like to remind you that a significant number of these fires are caused by people, whether by arson and intent, or by accident. It all echoes events of 2018, drowned out in stories by the specious “human-induced climate change” rubbish.
Newness is addictive to the wanderer-type. We can bounce around careers, vocations, projects, relationships, cities, countries… without taking the time to become utterly amazing at something.
If you want to be a writer, go and get a day job — or start a business or a hustle, so you can eat and maybe afford a roof over your head.
One doesn’t go looking for their art As one doesn’t go looking for love It just shows up The work is in honing the rudiments…