Last night, my friend Cameron kept saying, “say less, dude,” every time someone even opened their mouth. At the time, I was annoyed, but today I’m inspired.

I’ve been sitting in my bed for two hours trying to write a stupid blog post because I feel like I have to. I started something, and now I have to finish it. People subscribed, and clearly their lives will come to a screeching halt if I don’t say something this week. My business won’t grow without content. I wrote two entire posts and I was like, “these are so dumb. I’ll try again when I regrow any creative brain cells.”

I’m serving the internal drama tonight. Legit, we tell ourselves crazy-ass shit like this all the effing time. We put our perceived expectations of other people up on a pedestal, and tell ourselves that we HAVE to do this or accomplish that or we won’t be good enough. But guess what? We do it, and then the next day there’s a whole other hoop to jump through that will somehow lead us to the promised land, AKA, happiness. I’m finna stop that shit in 2020. Like seriously. Not one person besides my ego needed to sit here with tensed up shoulders over a blog post. It’s just wild, man.

That’s really all I’m going to say, because I’m tired and over it. And sometimes doing the least is more satisfying than doing the most. Tell that to your boss tomorrow, LOL.

XOXO