I want to write today, but I’m pretty empty on ideas for today. On many days I wish I had some kind of wisdom to impart. Some sage advice that I have learned over my years in social media, the differences in offices, how best to work remote, about raising a kid, brewing beer, something anything. I can’t conclude I’m an expert on any of these things it’s a constant flow of figuring it out. I’m not sure why, but when someone says they are an expert in something, it portrays in air of finality. I’m always learning, stretching and creating new creases in my mind. I’m never going to throw in the towel and say I’m “done” learning about something. After 8 years working in food, there was a new ‘bottom’ to the trench of knowledge and that can be carried to any subject – the rabbit hole knows no bottom beyond your potential to stop to learning. You want to know how deep it goes? Pick up a shovel. Suddenly this post is about how I have an unquenchable thirst for learning and less about my writer’s block. My advice: learn more and never stop. Dig deep and never stop, excavate three holes at once, stop and come back, but never stop. Get a book on tree identification if you are interested in it, read up on non-central campaigns of world war two, take a woodworking class, watch fly-making videos, just get out there.