Over time, I finally accepted that I am not a failure – everything I was a learning experience. My road bumps were lessons.
Daymond refused to let the opinions of others veer him off his path. He worked hard, stuck to his uncool job while he pursued his passion. And made it work.
Are the things that bring you the most joy the things that bring you said paycheck? I really hope that they do, because I have spent most of my life on the opposite end of that spectrum.
Moving down the street and working at a similar but different job are not getting me anywhere closer to these big goals or the things that really ignite my curiosity and creativity.
Rejection is temporary, but the future is infinite.
As soon as I sat down at my new station, I knew I was in trouble.
Sometimes I’m emailing about work at midnight. That’s how habits start. They creep in when my guard is down, when I’m not connected to anything I love.