Chances are you’re stuck in a rut. Dead end job. Life seems routine and just downright boring. Lonely and feeling a bit like nobody gives a shit. Could be that it’s just me, maybe that’s why I’m writing this. Could be that it’s you too and that’s why your reading this.
We have figured out how to build the biggest and tallest buildings. How to put a man in space. We want to figure out how to colonize Mars. We are trying harder and harder how to get further apart from one another. When what we need is to get closer together. We are on this planet for the long haul. We are all going to be here together. Whether you like or not.
I don’t know what you’re doing right now. You could be behind a desk, in the gym, the cashier watching the line grow longer or waiting for the doctor while the TV spits out some shitty talk show. No matter where or what you are doing. Chances are you are like me. Angry. How in the hell is “The Talk” still on TV? How is Kathie Lee Gifford still employed? Who’s eating at that shitty cupcake bakery? We all know someone or someplace that we think is a hack. Yet, they are still employed. That overrated overpriced cupcake shop that has a line out the door. This makes you wonder but more importantly it pisses you off. Let this be your motivation. Don’t look at the millionaires and try to figure them out. It is slim to none that you will be a millionaire too. I’m sure if you asked a millionaire who they wonder about as to how another millionaire made their money they would wonder the same thing. We all have someone we wonder …
Failure is much more than just falling on your face and starting over. Getting up and starting over is actually the pretty easy part. Failure goes much deeper and personal.
You can’t win in life, so just have fun.
The person I look up to most and the only person who’s negative opinion of me that would ever destroy me, is my Mothers.
When I started off on my blogging journey, I wasn’t sure where to begin. I read book after book about marketing, business, PR, networking and on and on. I talked to friends and people who had started a business. I was on the internet all damn night reading other peoples blogs, commenting on anything I read, I was reading beauty blogs and tech blogs. I felt desperate and pathetic. I felt like a teenager trying to fit in and be liked.