Why Even Bother Staying Disciplined?

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Photo: Jonathan Borba

You know how you always wish for a windfall? Something like a promotion, winning the lottery, or accidentally rubbing shoulders with an angel investor that suddenly sees fit to pour in two million dollars into your business?

These manifestations of luck sound sweet and all, but are you really ready for them?

Are you good enough at your job to handle the added expectations from an investor? Can you handle the extra digits in your bank account if you’re currently struggling with your personal budget?

What about your personality? Do you think you’ll be able to lead a team just because you got that swanky new promotion?

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I Wanna Stop Writing For A Living

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Photo: Lori Grimshaw

You know, there comes a time when you start questioning if a path is right for you, and I’ve been pondering over this for quite some time now: Do I really want to keep writing for a living?

Let’s clear this up, the title isn’t clickbait, but it also isn’t technically 100% correct. I don’t think I want to write for a living anymore, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to earn a living from my writing.

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Here’s What You Should Be Doing Instead Of Setting Goals

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Photo: Alexa Williams

We’re halfway through the year already. How are your New Year’s goals doing?

It seems about the right time to check in now, isn’t it? You get to take stock of how you’ve done, and you still have time to re-steer the ship if things haven’t gone according to plan.

If you find that you haven’t even started on goals however, just know that you’re not alone. According to a random study I pulled up (and we know the internet never lies), less than eight percent of people actually meet their New Year’s goals.

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Life Advice For My Younger, Stupid Self

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Photo: Moses Vega

What advice would you give your younger self should you have the chance?

Would you bring back an almanac and tell them to bet their way to riches? Or maybe you’d warn them how all those keg stands will result in them—you—having a rock for a liver?

I, for one, would probably tell myself to invest in cryptocurrency, but that’s a fool’s game, isn’t it? Isn’t our personal growth much more important than just having a few extra bucks in life? After all, if money could solve all our problems, we wouldn’t have so many of the rich and famous taking their own lives.

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