Easy to Approve Of. Difficult to Inhabit.
At nineteen I got out of a car without thinking. At thirty I'd talk myself out of the same instinct for weeks. The signal didn't change. I did.
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The Finish Line That Doesn’t End Anything
I thought freedom was money. A millionaire with no answer to his own question changed that.
The Rehearsed Answer
I gave the same answer about my business twice, word for word, to different people. That's when I realized the answer was rehearsed.