Being a Bad Salesperson, By Choice
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/05/02/being-a-bad-salesperson-by-choice/
Being a Bad Salesperson, By Choice
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/05/02/being-a-bad-salesperson-by-choice/
The Last Match I Remember
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/16/the-last-match-i-remember/
I Just Want to Go Back Home
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/30/i-just-want-to-go-back-home/
The Azores High and the Symphony of Pistons
...I could hear the late spring birdsong, the warm air caressing my hai... er... face, the peace of a Saturday afternoon. All of this was continually interrupted by car noises.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/01/the-azores-high-and-the-symphony-of-pistons/
"Where have you been for the last 20 years?" - The question that changed everything. This isn't a BSDCan report, but a personal reflection on how impostor syndrome stole decades from me, and why it's never too late to find your community and live life fully.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/17/where-have-you-been-for-the-last-20-years/
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That all started with the Big Bang
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/04/14/that-all-started-with-the-big-bang/
No Masks, Just Us
Okay, I didn't want to go on about this, but...
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/05/when-we-become-cheerleaders-for-our-own-demise/
A Circle of Strangers
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/22/a-circle-of-strangers/
9 September 1943
On 9th September 1943, my grandparents faced fear, hope, and loss in the midst of war. This is their story, told through the memories of that day.
Make Your Own Kind of Music
The sound of classic rock from a passing bike on a summer evening, and the unexpected bridge it creates between two generations. A quiet reflection on the courage to choose your own music, and your own path.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/08/04/make-your-own-kind-of-music/