When I gave up City life, or if not city life then at least working life, by selling out, I had no idea what to do. Two years on, I still don’t know what to make of the world and am more, not less, lost.

I had written a manuscript, a memoir of sorts that was published.

Now… whilst I’m figuring out what to do next, if I make it that far, I write.

What doesn’t make it into books, makes into blogs.

Author, turned my back on the business world; almost killed me, still might.

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