https://t.co/B45ZNFa3X1 watching this made me realize or accept that each good and bad are required for the other
and kinda makes me appreciate bad
i think hong kong exposes both good and bad explicitly
In 2004, I was doing better than ever financially, and my company, BrainQUICKEN, was distributed in perhaps a dozen countries. The problem? I was running on caffeine, working 15-hour days, and constantly on the verge of meltdown. My girlfriend, who I expected to marry, left me due to the workaholism.
Over the next 6 months of treading water and feeling trapped, I realized I had to restructure the business or shut it down—it was literally killing me.
This is when I began journaling on a few questions, including “What would I want to do, have, and be if I had $10 million in the bank?” and “What’s my real target monthly income (TMI)?”
For the latter, in other words: How much does my dream life—the stuff I’m deferring for “retirement”—really cost if I pay on a monthly basis?
After running the numbers, most of my fantasies were far more affordable than I’d expected.
Perhaps I didn’t need to keep grinding and building? Perhaps I needed more time and mobility, not more income?
This made me think that maybe, just maybe, I could afford to be happy and not just “successful.”