I was reading about about the success stories of several people, lucky enough to count their economical success as that of the fruit of chance.
Or so they say.
In any way, some authors bragging of the fact that their websites started as a part time hobby, one in particular so pleased to see his website of story telling becoming one traffic monster magnet and thus a huge economical success from the stake he took after sending that traffic to commercial partners.
And here I am thinking about business again.
But blame me not, since the origin of this very blog is to vent the frustrations found along the way of the pursuit of my own efforts to get out of the rat race.
Such pursuit that has led me closer to it than never.
Who could've thought that scratching the walls of the rat maze could let it just as tired as to not actually let her finish the race?
Curiously enough, this repetition of tasks I keep doing over and over, say blogging, take completely different tolls on my heart, since doing it for the sake of money withers the spirit quicker than the rose...
By the contrary, doing it for the sake of getting in touch with one self, cleanses the mind of the tiredness an unresting of the greed in me.
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