If you ever hear me complaining about my life, I want you to stalk me, find me, and punch me in the face. Do it while I’m not looking and take my wallet while you’re at it.
I am super driven and impatient which leaves very little room for gratitude. I want my own center with a kick ass team and a fleet of motorcycles parked outside. I want a Spanish style home nestled in the hills with a pool and custom Korean bbq picnic table. I want a CrossFit box in my garage housing a vintage 50’s truck for date nights and a Porche for the track. I want to wake up in the morning and look down at Lost Angeles with a hot cup of coffee and feel like MC Hammer when he moved into the exact mansion he used to dream of living in as a kid.
Don’t we all?
I forget how far I’ve come. I forget that I have the privilege to help others for a living. I forget that I make my own hours. I forget about the amazing people I have in my life. And if a condo in Ktown, a Mini Cooper, and a used Ducati is all I will ever have, it will not matter two shits. Because today, I have something I’ve never had before. A purpose. That is gold. Not a flake but a fucking nugget. I’ve gone through hell and back to find it and will not trade my stone for anything or anyone.
What is the gold in your life right now? Is it a person? A relationship? Maybe your growth? What do you hold with two arms that you have earned and will never let anyone take away?
If you don’t believe you have one, find it. It may be buried but it’s there. But I’ll tell you right now, it’s doesn’t come with wheels or a roof.
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