Well, scratch that title. It’s not what this blog post is about. The truth is, since the start of 2024, every time I dipped my quill in ink, it dries up before I compose anything coherent. Ladies and gentlemen, I am experiencing the block. A few weeks ago, I was joking around with a friend about the thought pieces I should put out this year. About 7 of them. We bounced a few ideas around, in the hope that I’d…
