I am somewhat tired of writing reviews. Reviews force some sort of introspection. One that I don’t seem to be
A cursory glance at birthday depression and what the past year has been for me as I get older.
We all believe that there is someone out there who is perfect for us. Will we ever find them?
I have found myself in a place where I am entirely unwilling or unable to take action because I’m unsure what people might think. I’m sure you can relate to this too.
We are sold the story that our contentment is directly tied to the amount of wealth that we are able to amass. Is this true?
Successful people aren’t just “people that don’t quit”. They are people who have a genuine reason to keep going and so, keep pushing until they succeed.