We all have great plans. I had these crazy visions of hitting 2018 hard right out of the gates and blowing it up these first two weeks.
Then reality struck. And as we all know, reality can be a bitch. I got crazy sick and barely found the energy to get my paying job done. I walked around with my fly open, too spaced to notice. I coughed and coughed and....
What happens when life intervenes, and your momentum is broken?
You start again. One small step.
If you can't #findthehour, find 10 minutes. Lots of dreaming can happen in that much time.
What do you want to point to in 2018? You tell me your's, I'll tell you mine.