It’s my 32nd birthday.
9 years ago today I was turning 23.
I was going to say something like “I can’t believe it’s been 9 years since this started”. But it’s like it was a century ago.
The Petty Chronicles of Chris Punches
a quiet consensus, and shameful truth
It’s bizarre how different I am compared to then.
I was so passionate and full of vigor. These days, it’s more abstract.
Over the years I got so used to the idea that anything I’d touch, anything I build, anything I want or love, will be smashed by some faceless intervention that I had to evolve my approach and I have to say that’s worked out rather well in the long run.
Then and Now
My skillsets are sharper than they’ve ever been and I have many, many more of them. I haven’t just sharpened existing skills, I’ve made learning skills a skill, and gotten pretty deep mastery over alot of them.
My career is established. Back then I was struggling so hard to get a decent job. Now I decide which jobs I work and I do them well — and people know it. I’ll never struggle like that again.
Money is nice. I have some now. I didn’t know what money even looked like back then. Yet, still, it’s like some unknown force piles on just as quickly as I increase my pay. I’m just below a magic number that should break that.
I’m a little more humble. I was a little arrogant back then.
I’ve made some ideological shifts.
I’m a lot better at dealing with bullshit.
I’m a little fatter.
I’m a little smarter.
This concludes my 9 year report.