It's not that deep

I have these Sunday evenings where I find myself sitting alone at the kitchen table, thinking about my life and how I got here. Usually, these sessions end with an inspiring idea that makes me want to get up and build something. I remember the old days where I couldn't even sleep because I had all these ideas bubbling in my head, and I could just get up and do it because I had no familial responsibility.

I still have that flare in me, but I also don't always give in to those ideas. Instead, sometimes I chose to do something much simpler. I read. Sometimes it's a book, sometimes it's a blog post. But always, it's something that stimulates my mind more than any startup idea, or tech disruption.

There is a blog I follow, I'm not even sure how I stumbled upon it. I don't think it has a newsletter, and it's not in my RSS feed. But, it's in my mind. It's as if I can just feel it when the author posts something new. Right there on the kitchen table, I load it up, and I get a glimpse into someone else's life. I don't know much about this person, but reading her writing is soothing. It's not commercialized, the most I can say about it is, well it is human.

When I read something that is written, anything that's written, I expect to hear the voice of the person behind it. Whether it is a struggle, a victory, or just a small remark. It only makes sense when there is a person behind it. Sometimes people write, and in order to sound professional, they remove their voice from it. It becomes like reading a corporate memphis blog. Devoid of any humanity.

It's weird how I have these names in my head. Keenen Charles. I check his blog on Sunday evening as well. In fact, here are a few I read recently in no particular order:

• Henrik
• Hugo?
• Jerry (I particularly liked this specific article)
• Hong
• Don't know her name
• Keenen

This isn't to tell you that you need to read those articles or you will be left behind. It's not that deep. You can find things you like, and enjoy them at your own comfort. They don't have to be world changing, they don't have to turn you into a millionaire, they just have to make you smile or nod for a moment.

The world is constantly trying to remind us that we are at the edge of destruction. But you, the person sitting there, reading a random blog post from this random Guinean guy, yes you. Take it easy for the rest of the day.