So, it's been a while since I wrote, and to be honest it felt really weird in the beginning because it sort of became a habit for me and I really love writing. Even though most of my writing is noobish at best, but it felt good. I have to admit writing is quite therapeutic.
I guess this is more of a self log. I don't think that there are many people who actually reads my post. After all I'm no celebrity.
I've been missing from the Hive since I got my new job. I was kinda desperate and I took whatever came first. I kinda sandbagged my work. I'm not sure if the term sandbag is universally used. I remember this term when I was skating, sandbag means that you're actually at a higher level of skill, but registered to compete on a lower level in order to win. In theory it is supposed to be a walk in a park, but when I actually start doing it. I found it quite difficult, not because the work in itself is hard or even anywhere close to what I used to do, but it is hard because I had to pretend most of the time. Not only pretend that I don't know stuff, but I had to completely alter my thought process in order for me to continue being genuine to the people around me. I got a sweet yet objectively stern lady as my manager and an awesome and hardworking chap as my colleague.
I guess now more than ever, more and more people are hitting rock bottom. This just happens to be mine. I was kind of happy to be able to get a job,but this also means that I had 60 hours taken out of my week and I still had to find money for food and petrol. So I hustle whatever I can get my hands on after work and I deliver eggs on a Saturday.
With all that busy schedule I still manage to find time to bring my little girl out for a car ride and walks every now and then.
I now sell PET straps(recycled plastic) for a living and my clients are manufacturers, port warehousing, and occasionally I get crazy guys who has a fetish for tying their partner down with industrial straps (joke).
Just to share with you some highlights from my work. We visited a plywood manufacturer. As you can see from the photo from above, there's enough wood stacked to make a small hill, but instead of feeling sad and hurt. My colleagues were happy that they were able to close the deal and the people who worked there was proud that they were in this industry for decades.
I'm actually an environmentalist but I'm not going to be a little spoilt Gretta who whines without a solution. I'll probably start a token for a couple of kelp farms and oyster farms and probably comes together with a certification body for reforested wood.(maybe this futures?)
I'm now on the biggest crossroad in my life. I must now decide what I want to do? What would I want to create?
Here's some pictures of Penang while continue to ponder...
Somewhere in 2005, I herd about a story about a guy who wrote down what he wanted to do with his life at the age of 9. He wrote 100 things he'd like to do before he dies and he wrote like a nine year old would, without reservation.
He wrote stuff like climb Mt Everest, deep sea exploration, start a business, make a million bucks.
By the time he died there were only a few that he didn't achieve. If u
I remember correctly,going to the moon was one of it.
I wrote one note on 2011 it was only meant for 10 yrs. I did most of it too. It worked for me and I would recommend it to you.
I was thinking about kelp and oysters. Did you guys know that kelp and oysters is a natures filter absorbing and neutralise polluted water and cleanses the water around them.
If you have any suggestions on how I could fuse it with the hive and make this happen. Please share.
I'm still brainstorming and I would love ideas from you guys and gals. If you have any article you think I should look into for inspiration pls share it here.
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