I’ve been a digital nomad for more than 3 years now. It’s not an easy lifestyle. It’s spectacular, that’s true, it has this aura of freedom and joy, and, to a large extent, this aura is perfectly justified. But it’s also a very demanding lifestyle. It takes courage, persistence and a lot of hard work to afford such a lifestyle. You need courage because you will still be a little bit of a misfit (people are still asking me: “So, what exactly are you doing in those coffee shops? How do you work from there?”). You will need persistence because, at times, you will really feel drawn back to a normal, 9 to 5 routine, just because it’s so numbly comfortable. And you will need to work hard because that’s how you create beautiful things. Period.
During the last few months I worked on a book called “Being A Digital Nomad”. If you are a regular reader of my blog, you will remember that I even started an Indiegogo fundraising campaign for this book. I raised $245 off of my $9000 target. It’s been more of an experiment, though, as I was already committed to finish this project. It was a nice experience, and, provided that my future projects will be on Indiegogo target, I will use the platform again.
As of today, Being A Digital Nomad, the book, is on its final, proofreading, stage. I estimate it will be available in about 24 to 48 hours. The digital version will cost $8.99 and the printed one will be $9.99. Just to give you a glimpse of what you can read, here’s the table of contents and the cover.
Table Of Contents
- Chapter 1 – Living Off The Grid
- Chapter 2 – What Is A Digital Nomad
- Chapter 3 – Surviving (a.k.a. the Business)
- Chapter 4 – Working From Anywhere – A Primer
- Chapter 5 – Productivity Techniques
- Chapter 6 – Motivation Techniques
- Chapter 7 – Immediocracy
- Chapter 8 – Providing Value – 6 Degrees Of Integration
- Chapter 9 – Relationships And Disguised Opportunities
- Chapter 10 – The Story Of Open Connect
The book will also be available on Kindle and iBookStore.
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
If you want to know how I got out of this space, eventually, check out my latest book on Amazon and Kindle.