When I was ten or twelve years old I stepped on a bit of broken glass. It was a tiny shard, too small to see in amongst the beach sand,…
Category: <span>Success</span>
I hate the word “pivot.” Not as an engineering term, but the overused, cliched term which generally means, “I’m going to chuck out everything I used to say, do and…
I stumbled through decades of my life because of a simple lack of clarity. Achieving clarity of purpose gave me a path forward.
I heard it said that a neat desk is a sign of a sick mind. Of course, this is nonsense.
Was I born to be an engineer? Or did my parents make choices when I was a boy that steered me into it?