Two years ago at this time I was on the upswing out of one of the darkest periods of my life. I was celebrating Halloween with the first steady girlfriend I had in a long time and life was challenging, but fulfilling. I was rebuilding from the ashes and bootstrapping it to glory. A year ago I was in Los Angeles putting together a ten million dollar real estate acquisition with pure chutzpah and friends and frenemies accumulated over a year of hot deals.
Today I am once again sidelined watching the flaming ruins of dozens of relationships, friendships and another company gone to the wolves. This time was supposed to be different, I had built a better plane with better wings. How did it turn into an Icarus inspired Hindenberg again? Trick or treat indeed.
As the saying goes, “wherever you go, there you are.” Destiny seems like a lazy word used to cast off responsibility for my own actions. The emergency management protocols are in full effect.
Accept that you’ve lost.
It doesn’t even matter.
Do everything you can anyway.
Success is the ability to move from one failure to the next with no loss of enthusiasm. Great words from a great drunk. Cheers!