Snow Day fun

Nothing beats a snow storm followed by a a cold sunny day. Waking up to your car buried under a foot of snow is no fun, but the glaring sun makes everything seem so bright and happy. This morning, running late as usual I came outside to realize that I got at least a half hour of shoveling to get the car out. Cursing the fact that I had no sunglasses in the blinding sun reflecting from every square inch of the surface around me, I grumpily started digging the car out. I kept thinking about work impatiently. There's so much cools stuff going on and I am here, pointlessly shoveling the car. All of it seemed to be an extreme nuisance and a waste of time, but the warm thought of things to come kept me amused by my own imagination. Finally, after some serious sliding and skidding down the waterloo side roads I made it to work alive.

typically on days like this the office is quiet because everyone is either not there at all or using the snow day as an excuse to show up in the afternoon. That's fine by me as long as deliverables don't get postponed till the snow melts. Gotta love the web industry, poor weather doest affect business too much. Now alone at my desk I am gazing at the sunlit fields of snow outside my window and everything seems like its going to work out just fine.

I want to build stuff

I woke up today with an unexplainably strong desire to get something accomplished. In my eyes accomplishment can be a somewhat ambiguous term, the definition of which doesn't necessarily reflect what it means to me. A checkmark on a to do list can be an accomplishment to someone, but to me an accomplishment is simply a completed act of bringing something innovative and inherently practical to life. Today I realized that in order to feel alive and purposeful in todays world I need set a goal to always strive towards creating a new product, writing a book or inventing something that can truly improve the quality of life for myself and most importantly humanity as a whole.


I have been relentlessly searching for my true calling since the onset of adolescence, and now in my mid twenties I think I have finally arrived to some ultimate closure as to what I want to achieve in the very short period of time that we call life.

I want to build stuff.
And building doesnt necessarily mean constructing, it means being constantly involved in the development of new innovative ideas. My best quality is the abundance of ideas that race through my dreamy head in a chaotic fashion trying to out run each other to the surface of reality. Realization of these ideas is what makes me feel alive. Having your thoughts materialize into tangible realities brings an incredible rush of satifaction, pride and gratitude the combination of which makes life worth living while impatiently looking forward to every coming day of the mysterious thing that we call the future.