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Finding myself - she said.
Round the block she went.
Mediocrity isn’t a quest to be pursued — but a derelict deathtrap to be detonated into oblivion.
Hence, I’m firmly of the belief that your youth should be spent pursuing your passion — not just slightly, tremulously, haltingly, but unrelentingly, with a vengeance, to the max and then beyond. So dream laughably big — and then take an absurdly huge risk or two.
Be a builder, a creator, an architect of the future. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a sonata, a book, a startup, a financial instrument, or a new genre of hairstyles — bring into being something not just fundamentally new, but irrepressibly dangerous to the tired, plodding powers that be. Think about it this way: if your quest is mediocrity, then sure, master the skills of shuffling Powerpoint decks, glad-handing beancounters, and making the numbers; but if your quest, on the other hand, is something resembling excellence, then the meta-skills of toppling the status quo — ambition, intention, rebellion, perseverance, humanity, empathy — are going to count for more, and the sooner you get started, the better off you’ll be.
What’s important is that what you’re doing matters — to yourself, to the people you love, and to something bigger, whether your community, society, or even humanity. Choose fulfillment and passion over “money” and “success.” The latter follow the former — and without the former, the latter are empty.
As the great poet Antonio Machado once wrote: “walker, there is no path; the path is made by walking.”
So map the horizons of your own journey, and, when the status quo tells you it can’t be done, tell the status quo to go to hell.
Sometimes, all you need is to lie down and listen to a good music.
Ok made in china confirm.
Lean into the services a good hotel offers as if it were a way of life and it will be. On the first day, order the same breakfast to be delivered to your room at the same time, every day thence. Tell them you like the newspaper on the cart, with no plastic bag. Take long showers. Stop in at the front desk for messages. Greet the doormen with a twenty. Take walks. Take saunas. Learn the name of the room-service manager. Establish a routine involving a cocktail, the balcony, and a bowl of olives. Tell the concierge to make you seven dinner reservations for seven nights. Tell him to surprise you. After you leave, go back a year later and they will remember your name.
At a hotel, it is good to be known
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Tonight was a good night. Will recall why in the morn of the morrow.
What it felt like when you left.
Sure, only you might think you’re depressed. Refer to last post.
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Found on - LINK
Remember when we wanted to get matching dunks?
No, you probably don’t, I don’t think.
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I lemony sniggered at the last bit. Love it.
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What-ifs.
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