The Art of Peeling Your Face off the Concrete

In a nutshell.

When you lose something you build from your blood, sweat, tears and consecutive sleepless nights it destroys you. The building is what I associated to entrepreneurship; it becomes a character trait. A way of expressing who you are in a complex world where reptition and conformities rule.

I now have a job. I’m learning a new skill. I remind myself of that everyday, it gets me out of bed. After nearly two years of psalming over lack of purpose in my life I’ve recently had a breakthrough and it’s so fucking simple, I’m not sure why I didn’t arrive here sooner.

If you you have lost your purpose: Set a goal, big or small, business or personal, just something that will improve your life even by the smallest increment. You now have purpose.

It took 18 months for me to take a business from kitchen side to a 12 person operation turning over almost half a million a year. I built this upon meaningful goal setting. Start small, think big, the confidence grows everytime you reach a goal, your vision becomes clearer, it’s easier to put on paper, verbalise and become a reality.

I wrote this for personal reference. Twenty months ago I felt unstoppable, somewhere along the line I’ve lost it but never have I let that feeling go. In the words of Bukowski:

“it’s been a good

fight,

still is.”

If you have stumbled across my message to myself I’m sorry the writing is poor but hopefully the message is clear.