The Day After Selling Your Business
Checking email every fifteen minutes for problems that no longer came. I wasn't waiting for a message. I was waiting for the feeling I'd mistaken for purpose.
Yes, the blog is still called that. I named it before I knew better.
I spent 27 years building a company, sold it, and found out nobody warns you about what comes next. Since then, I've watched peers who caught much bigger fish than I did go right back to chasing, most of them worse for it. A heart attack didn't end the chase. It just changed the questions. I'm writing it down, in case you're chasing something too.
Eleven chapters. Read in order. About an hour.
Toronto · est. 1991, still figuring it out
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It's one story. Read it in order.
Checking email every fifteen minutes for problems that no longer came. I wasn't waiting for a message. I was waiting for the feeling I'd mistaken for purpose.