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Wake Up

I wish I could say that I woke up like Bruce Lee. I read in John Little’s The Warrior Within that he was doing a set of exercises before he was out of bed in the morning (e.g. arching the back, stretching, leg lifts, and more). That’s not exactly my routine. I roll out of bed, stumble into the bathroom, and then fill up on as many cups of coffee as possible. This is something I want to work on but it has been effective. I’d have my breakfast with my coffee, spent a little time waking up by staring at the weather report, and proceeded to move into the office to write for an hour or so. Periodically, I’d head straight from my office to the gym. It just depended on whether I was working out in the morning or the afternoon that day. This struck me as fairly productive, which may have been the problem. I slipped into some complacency over my morning routine. Because there were times when I’d schedule my mornings …

Joy

I experienced wide-eyed wonder in my late teens and early twenties while traveling to other contries, but I think the first time I experienced actual joy was when my child was born. This may seem cliché, but I hope the same for you if you’ve not yet had children. And if you’ve been lucky enough to experience joy before the birth of your child, then I would posit that you are indeed a lucky individual. And probably not nearly as jaded as me. Having a daughter has been the most significant event in my life. I was warned I was going “to fall madly in love” and, subsequently, accused of being “over the moon.” I can’t stress enough the amount of happiness that becoming a parent has brought me. Granted, it’s early and it’s already been difficult, at times. I haven’t always gotten the sleep I needed and being unable to console a weeping infant has not necessarily been fun but the joy remains. This is fairly significant considering I may or may not have …