Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Seven

[HOW do you manage to write pretty much every day?]

I write every day so that I can write every day.

Because of Seth Godin.

But first the news:

But also because I’ve given myself permission to write shit sometimes. More than sometimes. To write from the heart. To write whatever. To write seriously and thoughtfully and jokingly and thoughtlessly. To write carefully researched articles with references and esoteric complimentary images.

Or something.

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Dutch Lock Down Day Seventy Four

[More Specific Title Than Dutch Lock Down Day X]

Photo by Atharva Lele on Unsplash

Introduction paragraph with a couple of sentences.

On their own lines.

Because it’s more interesting to the eye.

And more interesting overall.

Or something.

But first the news:

First part of story with a cliffhanger or punch line to get you to click past the READ MORE.

Or something.

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New Habits Are Hard

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The things that I do during the week are completely obliterated when the weekend arrives. Part of this is the lack of work commitments, sure, but also #KIDS


Without daycare and / or school and / or afterschool programs, P and I have to be actual full time parents.


But this isn’t about being expats living in a foreign country without nearby family and normally working full time and complaining about twins turning into little actual people and a five year old turning into a teenager when he gets entirely too much screen time.

This is about establishing new habits.

Daily habits.

Even on the days when the schedule is shifted. When you’re sick or flying or taking care of someone else.

There are some things that you prioritize no matter what.

In this case, are we saying daily writing is more important than taking care of someone else? Maybe.

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It Pours

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I completely didn’t write yesterday. I remembered, but then I forgot. That’s how it works sometimes. But I wrote today and published not one, but TWO articles.



Did I just find my hashtag?!?

Holy shit!

ASIDE: I once heard a podcast wherein the person said that they were asked to sift through all of their social media and online presence and remove all of the curse words and such and that so totally did NOT resonate. They also worked for a potential future president. So. Not. Me. But maybe that’s also why I keep being number two? Cause of the curse words? Hrm…


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