Day 1: Waiting for the Sinkhole

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Inevitably, upon starting something there's a fire, or a spark, or some bit of heat in you that wants to grow. That will drive you for a while. Catching and grabbing things to feed the passion, a new step or hurdle upwards our outwards. Perhaps two days with no growth happens. Maybe a week. Has it really been a month with no work on it? What are you doing? Where are you going? GET BACK HERE. 

And then you sink. And the fire/spark/warmth fades with the lack of oxygen in this limestone cave beneath you. Always ready to swallow. What flames need are breath. God blew this into Adam and you need breath for your passion. Your endeavor will only live so long as you are moving it's lungs when it can't do it on it's own. Put the ventilator at the beginning of life, attach the other end to your mouth and run, push, get out of breath five your breath your oxygen you life giving air directly to the passion. IT will breath on it's own. 

All this is to say, that I'm trying to learn to code. And to get to the end of the summer and see something worthwhile when I look back. Looking out instead of up from the bottom of a Florida Sinkhole. 

My name is Pj, and this is all new to me.