I often held this vision in my mind of buckets with small holes in them, hanging up in a tree. As I filled each bucket, they slowly leaked. The more full they were, the better life was. If they went unattended for too long, life unraveled. Each bucket represented a fundamental need to maintain well-being. To be fulfilled.

Pursuing a music career and finding some success had some buckets overflowing, while others--too many--had been left empty and dry. I saw a more balanced life in a return to coding. It is a lesson I keep in mind every day.