Um, what the hell is that?

I am pretty sure that I got the memo very early on in life that one worked into being. One did things into being. One commanded life into being. One did NOT relax into being. What the actual fuck?

But here I am at 51 and I am seeing, for the first time, that my way, my hard driving way, sucks. And it isn’t particularly effective at giving me a life I love or even like…

And like every other aspect of my life, I never change until the pain of doing what I am currently doing becomes greater than the pain of changing. Change…