Well, everything worth saying has been written down anyways, so no point rewording reworded recipes for success from self-help books.
But this, what it means to me, one month down and the amazing thing is things have been going great at work and while I am frightfully honored at being part of this circus I still feel strangely inadequate.
I feel like Zohan. You should get that.
This is my landscape now: hands buried in the brown, murky waters and clean pebbles, looking out at the endless horizon knowing the way is hard but that my feet can take it.
I feel better now, whole. And red-hot unstoppable.
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