What’s Important

Chapter 2:
Finding Bearings

This morning as the winds and currents of keystrokes ebb in my sails and surge beneath my literary ship, my most important and critical destination glitters brightly just beyond far horizon. It is a beacon to me and yet I find myself spending my precious coin of key clicks, on things not in the direction of my goal. Key clicks spent satisfying bureaucracy sometimes have to be balanced against those given to creativity and connections.

Sol Days: Sinnep’s view on the apocalypses.

Sol Days: Sinnep’s Grief and Madness

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