I've gotten increasingly more introverted with each year of my adult life. I'd be happy spending every night of the week at home, and I actually dreaded my social 'obligations'. When I did
Austinite 🌮 experimenting in my job and personal life, always optimizing for disproportional returns. :) This blog is a daily look into my mind. It's raw, honest, and reflective, and I post often.
A live blues band plays as it pours outside of the little honky tonk. Lightning flickers through stained glass windows, casting pink shadows on the floor, and a couple slow-dances around the bar
They choose the flashy place to live Network with the flashiest friends Attend the flashiest events Work the flashiest job Read the flashiest books Showcase the flashiest lovers All to fill a hole
Update: Maybe I'm not back? I'm enjoying being private about my life right now. Instead of posting publicly, I've been sending my best recent writings to my mom because she's been really supportive
The first 30 days of tweeting in a row were hard. What was crazy was as the days went by it got harder to tweet instead of easier. Every day I just wanted