Insatiable hunger to perfect yourself each day.
At first you are slow to improve your method, then even your methods for perfecting your method perfects.
Consistency becomes exponential; no longer little by little.
Years of improvement can occur for you within a single day.
Get your ugly reps out the way as quickly as possible, but never accept them as a representation of your final capacity.
You can go so much higher than you think.
A work is finished when we can no longer improve it, though we know it to be inadequate and incomplete. We are so overtaxed by it that we no longer have the power to add a single comma, however indispensable.
– Emil Cioran
Every time you're about to hit escape velocity and get into a flow of work & progress you'll notice how many distractions and obligations appear out of nowhere.
You wont make it until you can hang up on that friend that calls to tell you about their circular problems repeatedly or refuse that unnecessary catch up.
Learn to disappoint. Often.
If you’re lackadaisical and half-assing things it’ll always catch up to your self-esteem.
You’ll have to constantly make excuses for whatever you’ve produced because deep down you know it is sewer rat material.
Have to remove it from your mind because you’re ashamed of what your brain conjured.
Low effort slop desecrates the producer.
If you go your entire life without pouring your heart and soul into something, then you’ll have wasted it — and you’ll know it too.