Coming home again

My last post here, a secret hidden post a year ago when I began to change my life was also, apparently, the day I left this site behind. I had some good reasons, I mean I was starting over.

Social media is stagnating.

And a year of having fun and making friends on twitter and other social media, well, a inept rich man child brought my twitter addiction in a head. A lot of social media is going to shit between hate and extremism, misinformation and paywalls. It seems like its pushing everyone apart again and twitter is less and less about being a town square and more about being spoken down to.

Death to Twitter.

So yeah, I’m bringing things back home. No one really visits this place, but that’s okay. No one really knew or care I existed before hand except a few amazing people that brought me to my truth. Social media will gradually defocused and I’ll start steering them here instead of steering people out from here.

Because I actually enjoyed having my own site where I could do my own thing and working on it, tracking my progress and making posts as long or as short as I want. I’m gonna also work on backfilling old posts and updates along with getting my other two sites operational again. I feel social media, in its current form is being commoditized and strangled.

And who knows, maybe others will come and join me or I can do some old fashioned networking.

Hurricanes, Insurance and Folly

As I write this, Hurricane Nicole is passing overhead, well the tail end of it. I have to also rebuild and make space in my home. Our office and garage was destroyed in the storm and we’re rebuilding that. The company will endure in some form and march on. I need a new roof however, and that’s a difficult buy with mom’s cancer treatments take priority and getting caught up on pandemic bills

But a little sunlight goes a long way

And so does a contract renewal. Things can get better, but we have to fight for it and I got to fight for a future I want to live in. Just as in January when I turned away from ending my life and back towards life, I must do the same again. Florida isn’t a slice a paradise, but if maybe it can be again. I know people like me aren’t welcome here, but there is where I stand.

And where I fall

Stand with me, a transformation is upon us all, but first I got to clean up this mess.