jadedkitty.dev

Ramblings of a logical creative.

The Orchestra in My Mind
Poems

The Orchestra in My Mind

There are some that dream of flying, And others dream of sheep But when I close my eyes, all that I see Is an imaginary orchestra Directed by me The sounds wash over me Like a soothing spring breeze The violins swaying like willow trees My arms sway and the music swells Crescendoing to a distant tale Of love and loss and loneliness That the audience can feel Then I open up my eyes And I’m still in my room Four walls a cage that I want to break through Someday I hope I’ll see

Development

Bubble Tools!

Though I know how to code and develop websites from scratch, at my day job our internal tools platform is currently built in Bubble.io's no-code platform [https://Bubble.io/] (largely because the original developers didn't know how to, well, develop. I'm slowly working on moving away from it). That being said, it is a very user-friendly platform to create responsive web apps, and, because I spend a lot of time in it, I decided to create a browser extension to give me quick shortcuts to some tool

Thoughts

On imposter syndrome

I often find myself feeling incompetent while completing tasks at work. I am a self-taught web developer, and everything I know I have learned through trial and error as well as a significant Google search history. I frequent some web development communities around the internet and have found a common theme: a lot of developers feel like they have no idea what they are doing, despite having jobs in the field. We feel like we have somehow tricked people into believing that we know more than we do

Poems

An alarming poem

A loud alarm awakens me My foggy eyes slowly clear, That someone burnt some toast again Is the worst that I fear I lay back down and stare up at the pale plaster overhead, Wondering if I should abide by the rules And get out of my bed Should I stand and go out the door And avoid the possible fine? Or should I close my eyes and risk it To rest my tired mind Maybe while I slumber, If the fire is real, The flames will embrace me with their warmth And we shall both go out together