Someone today asked me if I wanted to read Smash Mouth's "All Star" translated into Aramaic and then back to English. The answer to that question is always yes.
As someone who has read thousands of regrets from people around the world, I can tell you the pain of failure fades quick, but the pain of not knowing what would’ve happened never goes away.
Live accordingly.
Jet lag is real. I went to bed at 3pm and woke up around midnight, then slept on and off until 4am. At 5:30 I got up and made the stir fry I was supposed to make for dinner last night. Help.
dad: how ya doin champ
me: idk I’m not too great
dad: hi not too great I’m sad
me: was that a typo
dad: no I’m sad that my son isn’t doing too great. how can I help
At the airport, the gate attendant just announced: “Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please.”
And that was it. No further statement. Just a request for attention.
I relate.