“Leader” vs. Leader (not about bicycles)

Titles mean very little at some point. Like, I don’t know, the grave. Obviously King or Queen had it’s heyday. Politicians titles still have some pull here or there but didn’t save some from the guillotine when the time came. Ranks like Captain or Lieutenant can garnish some respect in certain circles but civies don’t … More “Leader” vs. Leader (not about bicycles)

The Last Day…

Has your last day ever crossed your mind? What if you knew it was tomorrow? What’s the first thing you would do on your last day? Me? I’d probably reach out to as many people as possible who’ve meant something to me and tell them that I love them while eating a huge stack of … More The Last Day…

Jerking it to Self-Help books… motivational Youtube videos… or blog posts… etc.

Twelve. I have twelve self-help books in my bookcase. I know. I think it seems like a lot, too. What should I do? Fucking,… why so many? The introspective answer could be that I thought I was broken and I wasn’t really. Then, I could respond with pessimism and say that I totally still am … More Jerking it to Self-Help books… motivational Youtube videos… or blog posts… etc.

Do More.

One of my favorite people has these two words tattooed on his arm (Hi, Casey). Another person who I watch regularly and read their books repeated these words over and over again to himself while coming up (You’re the man, Gary). “Do more.” It’s a simple statement but it requires discipline to execute on every … More Do More.

I might have fucked up… A.K.A. Initial thoughts on returning to mainstream work.

Like many people punching words into keyboards and putting them on the internet, I’m not independently wealthy. I know. Poor, pitiful me. Pity me for I must work for my supper. Cue all the world’s tiniest of violins and serenade me with the most pitiful of songs for I have the saddest sadness. Please, play … More I might have fucked up… A.K.A. Initial thoughts on returning to mainstream work.