
You know that question: What would you do if money were no object? Nice icebreaker. Maybe a good insight into someone’s goals, hopes and dreams. But it’s almost turned into a bit of a pet peeve for me lately. No, I’m not turning into a grumpy old man (I hope not anyway). Let me explain.…
There is a story you tell yourself to make sense of things. School didn’t prepare you for the real world. Then the real world promised guides, but the guides were hard to find, and when you found them, they didn’t know your terrain. So the structure fails you quietly, repeatedly, and the story writes itself:…
“Too big to fail“. We say it about banks. A bank gets reckless, starts to collapse, and someone rescues it anyway. Not because it earned it. Because too much now depends on it staying open. That’s what happens to any institution once it gets large enough to be worth protecting. You’ve felt the same reflex…
A few months before the role disappears, there usually are signs. A routine meeting gets cancelled for no reason. A project we’re on gets quietly handed sideways. An email thread we used to be copied on no longer includes us. We explain the signs away on the company’s behalf. Something urgent. Busy quarter. Last-minute change.…
I was a sole trader in the UK for years. It wasn’t exactly simple, but its logic was legible. You build something, and you get taxed on what it earns after costs are deducted. The structure had friction, but it had a shape you could work with. When I looked seriously at continuing that in…
You have been tweaking the same thing for longer than you care to admit. You keep second-guessing it, adjusting, pulling back, adjusting again. You can’t leave it alone. Is this you? What if the problem isn’t with your creation? What if the real problem is that there is nobody around who understands enough to tell…
“He’s a dreamer! “This is how my primary school teacher described me when I was 9 years old. I didn’t know at the time, but the dreaming came from boredom. For a long time, many of us have internalised labels that are meant to manage us. We learn to tamp it down, to focus, to…
There’s a particular pleasure in the early stage of an idea. The designing. The mapping. The hours you spend arranging things in your head until they feel ready to exist in the world. I know that pleasure well. A little too well, as it turns out. Because here’s what I eventually had to admit to…
Question: in this world of endless consumption (digital or otherwise), how much of what you’re putting out there actually excites you? Does it still make you feel a buzz of pride even after some time has passed? Don’t get me wrong, not every piece has to be a masterpiece, but sometimes you just know you’ve…