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Now, we work out for fun. Oh, wall balls blow? March from Rhode Island to Virginia in a uniform that’s falling apart for promised pay that hasn’t arrived so you can fight the British.
Yeah, we’ve got it easy. But remember what’s in your DNA. If you don’t have any specific stories of family baddassery, at least know whatever hardships your ancestors endured, they lived.
You will too.
You know what “I was gunna” means? You didn’t.
Failing is one thing, but you wanted something and didn’t bother to show up.
I started to hate the phrase, “he means well” after I heard someone say it about me. I hated it because what that really means is that I didn’t come through. I wasn’t there. I didn’t hold myself to a standard. I didn’t hold myself accountable.
Danny and I were texting the other day and both decided that while we both didn’t feel particularly fu*ked, we could always use a little unfu*king.
This stemmed from me reading Unfu*k Yourself by Gary John Bishop. There’s an interesting dynamic that comes with reading this type of book. They aren’t the “Make your life better in 12 steps” bull that helps some, but is mostly for those looking for a shortcut. Which of course, there isn’t. Books that matter are the ones that tell you on page 1 or 2 that the problem is you, the answer is your, the power is you and it’s possible.