Once upon a time, I was struck with a noble idea, how wonderful would it be to only create hand-written resumes in my life? To care so much about each job/opportunity I applied to, that I would hand-craft a life story out of pen and paper.
Ideas mutate. It became the dream of a resume that celebrated the outdoors, rather than offices. The story of the good life, not necessarily the parade of helter-skelter snippets of the pursuit of paychecks.
A resume became a blog. Presentations plural. And published outloud. A series of stories and adventures to serve two purposes:
1. The critical mass of having an outlet to share my adventure and share my writing. I liked it muchly as a teacher in Hungary, and would like to keep with that momentum and motivation.
2. A resource for others. Sometimes that'll simply take the shape of humor or inspiration, for whatever its worth. Other times a step-by-step process of how to do it like I did it.
From this point forward, just about the turn of the twenty-aughts into the twenty-teens, the stories will start coming live. But I'll put on a whole lot that's backdated, in the past-tense, but it's all stuff that I figured was worth putting out for the world to see. If only for a smile. Egeszsegedre to that.
Curriculm Bella Vita.
The stories of a life well-lived.
