(refer: memories)
flyingcakes happened out of a 37 second random name brainstorming. The phrase is spray painted over a lot of public structures in my city.
During lockdown, I first tried EndeavourOS. I had to make a post on their forum, and while choosing a username, I wanted to be "anonymous" and not choose one of the usernames already associated with my identity on the internet. I had probably gone to the nearby market to buy veggies. On the way there was a government school, with "flyingcakes" spray painted on its boundary wall. The name somehow stuck in my mind, and ended up becoming my username on EndeavourOS forum. Months later, I forgot all my other usernames, and flyingcakes had become the name via which I did most of my work in the tech world.
Invitably, my real identity got connected with this username.
I don't call myself successful. I do claim that I am satisfied with what I achieved and gave back. I stand as a proof that there's a way outside of the mainstream jungle and one can make an impact while walking down this way. I don't have to say try it and see; I am a living example.
All things need a breather. Serial investors know that its bad to be greedy and ride waves of profit beyond their pre-decided benchmark. I see the same philosophy in life.
Looking back, I never worked for the "success" part of a journey. At times I decided not to do so; at times I was forced by external factors to forget the "success" part. I developed the habit of working for the thrill of it, setting benchmarks (however tiny), and exiting when my work was done.
I am not suddenly dropping all work. But for sure, the sweet cakes will slowly be losing away in oblivion.
Time to be a commoner again.
END OF ACT III
ACT IV