Yes. Quit my job. Broke up with the person I thought I would marry. Moved to NYC. All at 27. The real hack is knowing you can do this really at any age. Life is fluid and then you’re dead.
Live while you can.
Every runner I know is either an ex alcoholic / addict or an ex overachieving A+++ high school student looking for an outlet to continue overachieving.
Summer is over. (Hope you had fun.) The August to December pipeline is here and we all know that everything changes in the fall. Think about it. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. So is tomorrow. You can completely and totally change your life between now and the
Average attracts average. You want exceptional? Be freaking exceptional. Be wildly delightful. Be incredibly optimistic. Ruin them with your enthusiasm. Make them wonder. What makes you so different? Bang down every door until there are no doors left. Build your own door. Run
Never met a single interesting person who had any sort of “balance” in their life. Tip the scale. All the way. Throw caution to the wind. Sink or swim. Take massive swings. Leap into the abyss. Stay up nights. If you’re going to “fail” then fail miserably and spectacularly. Get
Meeting a high number of unusually successful people changed my mind about risk tolerance. I used to think some balance was best, but it turns out you should have a near-pathological indifference to it.
I have no advice on how to date or find your soul mate. I have been in love with my husband since I was twenty-one years old. I didn't engineer that. I didn't go on thousands of dates or study the right tactics to attract him to me. There was just a voice inside me that hit me as
When I first moved to NYC I was heartbroken and broke off my ass - drowning in credit card debt (about $10k) with no clue as to how I was going to pay it off. My card declined at Van Leeuwen’s which was the straw that broke the camel’s back (literally). The next day I got a
If you’re a guy and you’re on Hinge what you’re telling me is that you’re so incompetent in real life that you need to resort to swiping on a screen to get a date. Embarrassing.
Heartbreak like this takes time to heal. You don’t ever really “get over” someone who shaped your entire sense of self, but you do eventually learn to live without them. And at first it’s difficult. Unnatural. It’s like missing a limb. You think it’s there but when you go to
Instagram is single people behavior. When you’re dating someone (and it’s healthy) you have no need for the constant validation of strangers. It’s wild. The only “social media” worth having is X.
This is the hill I die on.
Everyone is so nonchalant these days and it’s boring me out of my goddamn mind. Be chalant!!! It’s cool to care!! Care the most! Send a wild text! Tell everyone you love them!! Who cares!! Show up at their door with cookies you made from scratch! Knock knock who’s there YOU ARE.
