I want you to think about everything you just meditated on. And focus on releasing every single one of those thoughts. To come full circle back to this place

“How do you expect anyone to take you seriously when that is your picture? That is the first impression you make, and you look like a joke.”

If I could write a longer ditty about all the things I was taught in school that turned out to be useless, leave me completely ill-prepared for adult life, or set me up with a false expectation of what will create happiness … let’s just say it would be longer than the Middle Earth trilogy and just as fantastical.

Most writers I know (and damn, do I know a lot of writers) face the same confused introspection when asked about their writing skills. That’s because they are usually jerks who are insecure about their talent and don’t want to share their secrets.

I jest.

Kinda.

As much badness as there is in the world…as much hatred and riots and violence and crime and pain and suffering…there is this more important universal fact.

No one is obligated to know more about you than what you choose to share. They are going to judge you based on that.

They will react because of how you choose to share it.