edward fox's reality

There’s something beautiful about the following words: “I incorporated my own business.”

Yesterday was one month since I’ve moved forward with a business model that may not be original in terms of purpose but shall be unique in the quality of service. Though I still cannot give too many details about the business (as the web site goes live within a week, but not yet!), it is mainly a technical support/training company for home users with the possibility (and hope?) of expanding to small to medium-sized companies in the future.

Am I confident in my abilities? Somewhat. I love challenges, and this has certainly been a challenge. I know there are many challenges I have left to face, but it’s been a fun road so far. Once the road turns from loose gravel to asphalt then from asphalt to gold, I’ll be even happier.

I just know that no matter what happens, I’m excited to see where it takes me. Experience is something that you can never get enough of, no matter how much you achieve. I just know that I have to do this. Just once, I want to start something, and finish it. No matter the outcome, I will consider it to be successful. No matter how much money I make (or don’t), I will be successful. In my mind, this is one big, happy learning experience, and I’m going to enjoy it as much as I can!

…and this won’t be the last time I incorporate my own business. )

I haven’t written in my blog in over a year… it’s been over fourteen months. This is pretty startling considering I used to write every other day, if not every day, in my blog. It was sort of a public diary. Any of my friends, classmates, (potential employers?!,) and anyone who knew my name could learn all about my life. There was plenty of bad stuff to go around but also a lot of experience with it. I think I’ve learned quite a bit in the past few years, but I haven’t necessarily implemented it. I’m hoping that over the coming months, these blog posts will shift from purely personal to somewhat informative and inspirational. All too often in my past, I wrote about how people had brought me down, how situations had screwed me over, and how it always seemed like my life was directly connected to a pipe of endless tragedy and despair.

Though I am somewhat confident (and disappointed in the fact that) I will never truly be completely satisfied, I think that I’ve been assuming that being satisfied and happy go hand in hand. I think satisfaction simply deals with circumstances and happiness looks at what you have and what you could have. Sometimes, it’s good to say screw off to reality once in a while, especially if it means having at least a slightly more positive outlook on life.

I’m always ready to write off my future whenever a small obstacle gets in my way. This isn’t how my life should be.

It won’t be.

I won’t accept this.

We’ll see where this goes.