Strategic Inflection Point
The lure before me: cool tradewinds off the Indian ocean, a nicer community, the chance to bond with my son, the prospect of a good job, the call of the Carribean (these are not in order, by any means), good food, good friends and a bottle of wine.
The danger: Technical Obselescence. Death. Disaster. Ruin.
The environment and opportunity: A properly working software company, a robust research project, all debts paid, a chance to start over. Beauty. And kindness. Compassion. Real progress. Real change.
The story will be told. For now, in a cold home, with the utilities scheduled to be cut off in the next two days. And with an important proposal due at work and my computer soon to be packed off into a moving box. I will focus my energy on the response to this strategic inflection point.
Colorless green ideas. Sleep furiously.