The Moment When You Realize Passive Income Isn’t Bullsh*t
When you see someone just like you make it happen, the impossible starts to feel slightly possible.
Money advice given by real estate millionaires used to piss me off.
The idea of attending a seminar used to feel worse than walking into a car yard to talk with a used-car salesman.
Whenever I heard the phrase, “make money while you sleep,” I used to throw up a little bit in my mouth. Passive income felt like an idea only the rich got the pleasure of enjoying.
It felt like a secret club or a scam that’s spread by gurus in order to sell a $20 book on Amazon called “Dot Com Secrets.” Shhh… don’t tell anyone.
Most of you reading this can relate to the dirty thoughts about passive income. There’s a moment, though, when everything changes and you realize passive income isn’t bullsh*t.
A weird dude with a Nike t-shirt
In 2011, I met an Aussie guy with a Nike t-shirt.
He wore Nike everywhere. We got chatting about writing. He’d been a writer too. He’d written every cheesy listicle you can think of, including “Elon Musk’s morning routine.”
