destroyer of worlds
For most of my life, I identified as a rebel and considered myself a lover of freedom. A freedom almost always defined by what I was running from, rejecting, or pushing against. I
between optimism and cynicism
Rose-colored glasses force a happy ending. Greyscale glasses expect the worst. Both disconnect you from reality. What I found instead gave me more power over my life, not less, but it required letting go of the one thing I thought gave me control.
the freedom of constraint
I have a million ideas and want to pursue them all... and that's my biggest problem.
For years, I thought keeping all my options open was freedom, but it turns out, refusing to choose hasn't been keeping me free; it's been keeping me trapped.
am I great yet?
“Greatness isn’t handed to you!” she urged from the stage, as she addressed a room full of self-proclaimed future billionaires. One thousand of them.
I saw only a clip of her talk,
different places, different faces
I spent the first 34 years of my life in Nebraska. I lived in the small capital city of Lincoln, which was comprised largely of families that had either lived there for generations