A 3 Minute Cleansing Run

Needed to clear my mind. So I ran around a couple blocks in this 49 degree Fahrenheit weather.

It’s 2:35 AM. What the heck am I doing?

Oh, that’s right, I’m coding. Or at least, trying to wrap my head around all facets of the business development project that is HanMeta.

I guess it is more or less a project update, powered by the blood rushing through my body after a very very quick run through the neighborhood (which, by the way, I shouldn’t be doing because my legs are currently on fire, but that story is for a health-related post).

Refinement of the software development process I’ve created is nearly complete. I’m sure I’m going to have to pick up things as I go along, but at least at this point, I can start on the making of something useful. This isn’t to say that what I’ve done up until this point (in this project and, in a larger scope, in this life) wasn’t towards something useful. Nay, it can only point to how much more awesome stuff I want to do from this point on. The foundations are important, but its significance truly shines through the fulfillment of the final goal.

Before I get a little too poetic, I’m learning more and more about the tools I need on the road to completion. I understand how to use git in a day-to-day setting. I know what programming/framework/database language I’ll be using. I’ve picked what server architecture I want to use to serve my projects. “I know, I know, I know.”

So far in the totality, I’ve learned that it’s very little about what you know in comparison to what you do with that knowledge. What good is a line on a resume… What good is four years at a school… What good is sitting through a sermon… if there is no actual test of what you know to be True.

It’s really about eating my own words. The stuff that I know and preach are being tested every waking moment these days… and I have to keep sticking to my guns.

What I know, what I believe, in life, people, work… Gotta bust it out with clarity and celerity.

Here’s to a less insane weekend? Maybe an even more insane one? Oof.

Man, this post could have been so good, but I feel kinda tired. Do I blow away a sleep cycle for this? sigh. Passion requires love. Love requires passion.