Moving Forward

I have been known to say; I don’t turn around. I don’t like to think about regrets and I don’t remember the past in order. I only remember stories. I decided to ceate this blog because I want to write…

I have been known to say; I don’t turn around. I don’t like to think about regrets and I don’t remember the past in order. I only remember stories.

I decided to ceate this blog because I want to write my stories here, and perhaps gather a few fans.

“I don’t want to be famous.
I just want a few fans”

Yes. Canadian spelling.

I may be picking topics from my years of old blogs, and rewriting them for the first time ever. Putting a fresh coat on my stories.  Evolving as I have since I started to care. Since I started to want to share.

Everything I do is perfection
Until I subject it to a second opinion.

So I often don’t, but starting now – in previews while I work out the bugs and figure out how much I really will care, after the weed wears off I JustJeff has to deal without the weed.

[Lazy. Insert clipart of chessboard]

Maybe this blog, will be the trial that succeeds, and allows me to move to the third row. My King has been moving back and forth in mental check for over 20 years.  I’ve been living a life of support, based on the actions of others that force me to react. I have moved forward with confidence, and then backwards shortly after. Without help, I can’t get by the castles. I do not progress.

The pride I had held in my 25 year solo company surviving is fading. The income is fading.

I am driven by the pleasure and happiness of those in front of me. In this new world, I have to be happy with a delayed reaction. The dreaded comment section.

“I don’t want to be famous.
I just want a few fans”