I’ve written a few posts in the past… Turbomode and Turbomode Take Two.
Life sometimes levels up. Shit gets super crazy and insane for a year or two… and then it dies down.
But now I have a kid. And I want another one. So I know, rationally, that this Turbomode has a shelf life of 14 or so years. It is not going to let up.
Somehow after having a baby, I can no longer sit tight with all my ideas. It’s like they are bursting through. The actual feeling of them inside me, undone, is suffocating in a way it never has been. I’m confronted with a choice: do I create or do I sleep? Continue Reading