Just some random thoughts on a Sunday afternoon.

On February 5 2019, my kid came into this world bawling. 18 months later, I find myself sleeping in a room full of baby stuff, changing diapers multiple times a day and bottle feeding my kid at 4am in the morning.

I feel that as I get older I find that I value material things alot less. I am still partial to gadgets and the occasional computer game, but things that I have rarely paid any attention to in the past like conversations, walks, waking up next to your kid. These experiences have started to matter alot more than things.

I have a friend. He was previously a mechanic that repairs oil tankers and cargo ships. There are often times when he had to station overseas for months. Back home, he had 2 young children and a wife waiting for him. The money’s great and

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