the Right Habit, September 20th

Whomever you may credit for coining the phrase, excellence is in fact, not an act, but a habit. That was a true statement.

A mother makes an excellent laborer, having endeavored her way from a third-world country. She might desire more financial acumen, though who can fault her when neither her culture nor country fostered these skills.

I myself have manifested into a wordsmith, since my earliest memory involved poring over an elementary picture book dictionary. To account for my absence and mishaps, a knack for storytelling developed as well. I realize particularly, activities that I've persisted in built my foundation within them.

The problem might be I've also kept some other practices up, less auspicious than others.

For one, I've been right more untimely than I'd like. I felt my conviction validated about people, places and things but seldom while the iron was hot.

I met contemporary platform users, scholarly types, and comrades of old with such a rhythmic cadence recently, my nerves feel in tune with synchronicity. My eyes are closed; as a fair DJ once put to me, "you just feel the music, right?"

How I wish I kept to my Way the entire time! For the things I cannot change and mistakes I would have avoided, I publish here and now: Time to sit tight and be right.

That is all. I've had a habit of aggrandizement; I still feel I can change the world. I need only remain myself.

I mean, crazy vision! I told the guy, give me two years, and I'll put our city on the map for imagery. I told this one couple, investments and business in this space ought to bring sizable windfalls, if one persists. I told another contemporary, we can make it all come true, the freedom to create what we wish, just stick with it.

I've said enough.