Tag Archives: five years old

Dear Js, This has been a crazy year. We had a ‘war room’ for the last few months, chasing after an aggressive goal. All that hard work. No financial reward as yet. Just experience and scars. Outside of work, I have killed Secret Campfire. And …

Dear Js, Abu left. On the way to the airport: J: “Mama, I don’t want Abu to leave us.” Abu silent j: “I’m feeling a little sleepy” closed eyes J: “but then you won’t be able to say goodbye to Abu.” j: “at least I …