Should I Read the Bible? (And Where Should I Start?)
A friend passed away holding a Bible in his hospital bed. It made me wonder if I have missed something essential. I am 57 and asking for your advice: Where should I start?
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
A friend passed away holding a Bible in his hospital bed. It made me wonder if I have missed something essential. I am 57 and asking for your advice: Where should I start?
I have worked thousands of hours on four different blogs, but I am still living paycheque to paycheque. I am starting to wonder if I have been “laboring in vain” by building without God.
I am 57 and I have never bought a new vehicle. It is a modest dream I cannot afford. But admitting it helped me reconnect with the person I used to be.
I used to guard my digital footprint like my life depended on it. Now, I tell AI everything. Here is why giving up privacy made the tools actually useful.
I learned the hard way: if you let AI draft your posts, you sound like everyone else. Here is my strict rule: AI is my editor, but never my author.
I am 57, my reflexes are slow, and I will never make the leaderboards. That is exactly why I play. Discover the freedom of being gloriously mediocre at something that doesn’t matter.
Skeptics say it is just the brain running out of oxygen. But why do 5-year-old kids and brain surgeons describe the exact same thing? Maybe these stories point to something real.
I stored empty water bottles in my kitchen for months. Then one day, I threw them out and felt an unexpected shift. Sometimes clearing physical space is the only way to clear your head.
I woke up at 3 AM excited to blog. Then I debated whether I really needed to shower. This is my honest look at the line between healthy passion and quiet obsession.