You know those moments in the movies, usually accompanied by dramatic music, when lightning strikes or the guy hangs on to the cliff by his pinky toe and then miraculously saves himself (and probably the rest of the planet) and goes on to cure cancer and star in the remake of The Shawshank Redemption?
Yeah, well, it didn’t happen like that for me.
Greetings from the woods of Driebergen, I’m going to keep this introduction short. It’s about frequency. I see it in two forms: Calendar: daily,...
33,694 minutes.
One connection point that says, “Yep… I get you.”