On the mexican border
Going to the mexican border on the weekend just to look at it didn’t sound at first like my idea of fun. It seems like it would just be a fence and no big deal, right? I guess I was expecting something a bit demure, like a bunch of sticks stuck into the ground. (That is how the Mexican side is.) The American side is a heavy very tall all-metal fence. It looks fortified. Between the Mexican fence and the American fence is the “no man’s land” which you aren’t allowed to go in. I think it’s Federal property as opposed to California property. Anyway, the first picture is the Southwestern-most point in the continental United States. (My dad recently visited the Northwestern most point and I suppose is addicted to this sort of trekking)
There were a few people looking at us, from the Mexican side. Some of them found who they were looking for, waving their phones around and talking with their loved ones through the two fences – a distance of about 6 or 7 meters. Others were probably just visiting, just like us. They stared at us, we stared at them. Awkward.
The third picture shows the American side. It’s a stark contrast to the overflowing mexican side, where you can see hotels, a bull-fighting arena, apartment homes, etc. There was also Mexican music playing the entire time we were there. The Border Patrol was not amused.
The last picture is of birds on the American side, who thankfully are international citizens, and have no problems with migration.
Click any photo to enlarge.
These pictures were taken with my Samsung Impression.
I’m pretty pleased with it as a phone camera, but it lacks good focusing.
Changing my life
I am wavering between calling this note “Changing my life” and “What am I doing wrong?”.
Some of you know I started a company called Cuberry, which surprisingly went really well. If you’ve checked the site recently, you’ll see that I put it on hiatus. I did this because I couldn’t manage it anymore. Not because I don’t have the ability, but because I don’t have the discipline.
I always thought being a business owner was about being creative or highly intelligent, or having the ability and vision to run it. While I found that it ran very smoothly because of my “creative skills”, it hit alot of road bumps because of my discipline issues.
It’s simple things like sleep and time management that made me “fail”. (I never really failed. I still make a profit but development was sluggish. I felt like a failure.)
So. I am changing my life. I have lots of plans on changes that I will make but the first one is waking up every single day of my life at 7AM. I can’t do it all at once so I will do it step by step. Managing my sleep in a healthy, rational and organized way is a crucial step.
I calculate that I could make almost 2 extra hours a day (I currently sleep about 10). I actually “make” about 16 extra weeks a year. That’s just under 1/3rd of a year. I have so many ideas about what I will do with my new found time, but for now the first step is getting it.
If you are tagged in this note it’s because I thought you might want to read it. I will continue to write notes on the changes I am making and my progress and any problems I face, which will hopefully help other people who are trying to do the same things.
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