Success is something I never thought I cared for. I didn’t ever feel particularly motivated by money, or to “climb the ladder” or to “join in the rat race.” Perhaps it was growing up on a hippie island, or having 90’s media examples of so-called successful people looking so miserable, or a combination of both….
Tag: freedom
In Absentia
Do you ever notice something, only when it’s gone? That happened for me, in the presence (or absence, really) of chronic pain.
Freedom + Mountains
Freedom, to me, looks like:Taking the dog up the mountain on a clear morning, when I can see the top of the hills from the city below.It looks like, going with minimal planning and knowing everything will work out. I keep my old car for the freedom it gives me, to escape the city and…
