Drift

The currents suffer us no sympathies.

In mere moments of innocent neglect
the steady waters turn our course
to their capricious will.

North stars be damned.

I swear –
I could make it wherever
these best laid plans intended,
if it weren’t for this incessant drift.

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New slacks (because none of my pants fit me anymore) — If anyone’s looking to shed a few pounds, I just finished a great program. It’s called the “get horribly ill for three months” south beach diet.

New slacks (because none of my pants fit me anymore) — If anyone’s looking to shed a few pounds, I just finished a great program. It’s called the “get horribly ill for three months” south beach diet.

Kinship

I tend to better associate
with souls who wear
their sins on their sleeves.

Not hidden in the folds of their hearts,
nor presented in metered phrase,
but written in muddled stains –
the remnants of tears and struggle,
through waves of examination, ingrained
into the very threads of their being.

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Sometimes you know just enough Spanish to finagle your way into a sold-out jazz show. #oldgram Terrific rendition of “They Can’t Take That Away From Me”, filmed at the Thelonious Jazz Club in Santiago, Chile.

Sometimes you know just enough Spanish to finagle your way into a sold-out jazz show. #oldgram Terrific rendition of “They Can’t Take That Away From Me”, filmed at the Thelonious Jazz Club in Santiago, Chile.

Forebears

to live is to experience
to experience is to hurt
to hurt is to know
to know is to understand
to understand is to appreciate
to appreciate is to forgive
to forgive is to mend
to mend is to, at long last –
find some measure of peace.

Flux

Forgive me.

The first time I told you I loved you,
I was still figuring it all out.

I still am, I guess.

Limbo

The situation appears to be terminal.

I’m resting on my haunches
over by the power outlets in SFO.
The sounds of idle construction,
buzzing somewhere off in the distance.

Layover’s delayed – God knows for how long.
This itinerary has a mind of its own.
Feels like eternity ago
that I hopped from CLE by way of BOS.

Nameless travelers drift listlessly by,
toting baggage they’ve collected along the way.

We’re all simply waiting on our next connection.

My Fine Alter Egos – Or – Reminders to Live in the Present

Those who have spent some time around the Plastiq offices have probably heard me refer to one of my favorite alter egos – “Past Dan” and “Future Dan“. It all started as a joke when a co-worker and I were digging through some old code, and I just couldn’t decipher why I’d written it that way.

Past Dan must have been out of his mind when he wrote this,” I mused. Laughs all around.1

Since then I’ve been increasingly using the monikers to refer to both decisions or actions that I made in the past (Past Dan) and things that I’ll have to deal with in the future (Future Dan).

Examples of usage include:

  • Hmm… we can leave that one for Future Dan to figure out.
  • Well, Past Dan clearly didn’t know what he was talking about.
  • Alright! Looks like Past Dan already covered that case in the documentation here.

Over time, I became aware of an additional psychological benefit that arose from referring to my past and present selves as separate individuals.

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A “Bill of Rights” for My New Reports

Starting a new job can be both exhilarating and nerve-racking. As a manager at Plastiq, I view it as one of my most important responsibilities to – with the help of our excellent talent team – onboard new reports in a manner that instills within them the context and confidence to do a good job, as well as set the tone and pace for our on-going working relationship.

To facilitate this onboarding, I thought it’d be valuable to compile a “Bill of Rights” that all my new reports can read, refer back to, and – most importantly – hold me accountable for during their tenure at Plastiq. It is my hope that these guidelines will provide a welcome centering influence as our work and roles continue to evolve over time.

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