On September 30th I commuted by bus. It was a fine sunny day, but the wind was biting when walking on the street.
Recently I have been thinking about various things, for example the writing of memoirs. In fact, each and everyone of us has quite a lot of stories to tell, but it is a fine but difficult skill to write fiction is such a way that you disbelieve even when everything is true.
Also, I have been thinking about the lean and hungry startups which are popping up here in Finland. No need for initial investment, growing by what you are earning, spending as little as possible, and not depending on outside sources for funding. That is enviable.
(Posting title is from the poem A un Desconocido by Lorna Dee Cervantes.)
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