Traffic jams – Day 79

It’s been a day of frustrations. Three hours in a traffic jam and more hospital visits with my dad.

It made me realise one thing. Time is precious. My time is precious and I am giving too much of it away to sole traders who want some PR, but have no cash. It stops here. No more work for free. I’ve got to get tough.

It’s 10am. I’m in bed with the laptop and I look worse than half the people I saw in the hospital waiting room today, so I guess I’d better get some badass sleep. Sorry for the short post. Hopefully normal blogging will resume shortly.

Personal manifesto

Things take time…

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