I was a complete joke from 2003 – 2008, and maybe still am. Laugh if you want, but this applies to all of us. When we look back on our lives in five and ten year increments, we seemed like such a punk “back then”.
What we convinced ourselves was impossible then, is so minuscule now, it’s embarrassing how small we thought “back then”.
Our big, hairy, audacious goals right?
Why do we dream them up if we aren’t gonna go for it?
Sometimes we sit on these for decades.
Four years ago I forced myself to write five daily, differently-themed blogs for 100 straight days (500 posts upon completion).
Now, what was once impossible to accomplish, is now my “surplus-posts buffer”.
So yeah, there are 100 days (500 posts) already written. Done. Waiting. Extra.
Pretty ridiculous, eh?
We thrive, or regret, in proportion to this common, but quiet, opportunity… (freely shared here)
