When I first moved to New York it was a lot to take in. Not the big city itself, the chaos, the tons of people, the shenanigans, the late nights of tomfoolery and the many characters I have met on the streets. No. That stuff I actually really dig and that’s the reason I wanted to be in New York so badly. I love real people and their stories. I think most people that love to write, have a love for life and are just down to earth genuine people do. These people I actually get and seek out.
We all reach that breaking point. Some, sadly, keep it in. Holding it in will destroy you. You need to fall apart at some point.
A book written by Kamal Ravikant is another installment in self love and awareness. A simple quick read and yet so chock full of self love and enlightenment. I have found that the simpler the better and Kamal hit the nail on the head.
This is the first book review I have written because I feel I have too. I’ve read so many books and each book I take away a little something. This book I took away a lot. It’s one of those few books I keep on my shelf (by shelf I mean Kindle) that will always be read again and referenced when I seem to be going off track.