When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Being was already a thing. There were wishes, though, big ones.
Winter: Meet Santa.
Summer: Go to the beach.
#childhood

…actually, why not?
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Being was already a thing. There were wishes, though, big ones.
Winter: Meet Santa.
Summer: Go to the beach.
#childhood
What’s something most people don’t understand?
That stupidity is indistinguishable from malice. Which makes wilful ignorance a deadly shark in the water.
#jaws
How has technology changed your job?
If you ever yelled at a radio dj because they started talking exactly when they shouldn’t, and so ruined a perfect recording of your favourite new song, then this question is probably a bit tricky because where to even begin…
#oldschool
How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?
Often.
Stopping for snacks is fine, but unnecessary tangents should be avoided.
Also, beware of Energy Vampires and Time Thieves:
They will ruin your peace, guaranteed.
#workit
What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?
Whatever Mary Poppins had, that’s a pretty fab skillset to have. #dailysnark
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