Notes

I’m driving on the streets and listening to music like it’s just another day. I was coming back from lunch with a good friend.

Many have been here, myself included. Immersed in an idea. Fixated on the possibilities.

It’s 6am and I’m loading up my mountain bike. The summer morning hints at a hot day. I arrive at my destination and begin to unload my bike.

Another day, more e-mails. This time, I received a common e-mail with a question on startup advice. And I refused to help.

When I didn’t understand this paradox, my life reflected it. Instead of embracing the truth, I became a slave to one side of it.