The anxiety of being 22. A friend wrote: “I’m 22, I want to start a business, I want to write, I want to help entrepreneurship in my country. I can’t decide.”
We were all playing some sort of pile-up game and I was on top. One thing led to another.
Sometimes you can’t fix a problem. I’ve spent maybe at least 10% of my life trying to fix problems that have no solution. A problem should be an arrow, not a stop sign.
We all pay a toll every extra day we spend on this planet. Once you stop paying that toll, it’s all over.
If I can tell my children to read one post of mine, it would be this post.
If you keep doing things the way you’ve always been doing them, then your results will always be the same. You have to shake things up.
Nothing is predictable—except maybe your expectations. But not your success. I used to complain. Now I pivot.
Whenever I follow this rule, my life gets exponentially better very quickly.
Caleb Carr was beaten as a child. His father, Lucien Carr, was an Ivy League boy, friends with Jack Kerouac, William S. Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg. They were the rebels of society. Known as The Beat Generation. But Caleb reminded me of their other legacy…
This is not a political post. Or a revolutionary one. Or a socialist one. Or a whatever. It’s just facts. Every year, the Forbes 400 of billionaires gets wealthier.