To grow tall, one must grow deep. To grow deep, one must break through. To break through, one must break down. To break down, one must break in.
Cities of towers erect from the will of men, their wildest dreams, their fantasies; and they rise, and they rise, to the sky, to the sun.
To those who speak the truths we hate, to those who don’t pull the alarm, for a word, a controversial phrase.
A small Midwestern town’s mall stands for a lot more than stores gathered under one roof. It’s even truer for you, who left this place several years ago, than it is for those who chose to stay. The mall’s the place you can go to when you’re back, once in a while, but not tooContinue reading “The Pacific Ocean Parade (a short story)”
What’s the most beautiful day of your life? Before last year, I had never answered this question. I couldn’t have told you what the most beautiful day of my life had been. I didn’t have one. Sure, I’d had wonderful days. Sure, I’d had incredible adventures in many parts of the world. But I’d neverContinue reading “The Most Beautiful Day of My Life: A Long Island Ballade That Almost Didn’t Happen”
“The Highest Heights Are for Other People”: The Story of a Hidden Limited Belief and the Fight for Real Success
For a long time, I thought I didn’t have limiting beliefs. For a long time, I thought no childhood experience got in the way of my success.
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