by Cesare Rocchi

Burning life

tags: life

Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.

Leonard Cohen

I have this feeling that in 2018 I burned more life than previous years.

Lots has happened:

  • I worked for a startup most of the year. Demanding and rewarding. (1,324 contributions in the last year, says my GitHub.)
  • I went on with restoring the house. Not totally done but happy with what I did.
  • I supported my wife through health issues. Now she’s better.
  • I made wine. It’s good (both making and drinking it)
  • I made beer. It’s good (both making and drinking it)
  • I baked breadsticks, almost daily.
  • I have grown Podrover and Podcharts
  • I made quite a bunch of experiments and investigated new ideas. I am brewing something new.
  • I started writing a daily log. One entry a day, answering the question: what am I thankful for today? It feels good.
  • I walked quite a lot. 8km a day, roughly. It helped both my colon and my brain.

Some things that didn’t happen:

  • I didn’t blog :(
  • I didn’t podcast :(
  • I didn’t speak at conferences
  • I didn’t push a lot on Affiliator

Honestly I didn’t like 2018 a lot. Too many things/events, all scattered, mostly unexpected. I had to react a lot. I can do it, but I don’t enjoy it for extended periods.

Promises for 2019? None

Resolutions? Zero

Inspirational words? Life, ashes and fire.