Guilty. So very, very guilty.

I recently got fired from a job that, in retrospect, I realize I wouldn’t have applied for if I were starving to death. I was sad. Holy bleep, whatever for?

I’m not one of those people that thinks if everything I do isn’t sparking joy I should sit in a lotus and wait for the universe to enlighten me as to my true purpose. But I am one of those people that thinks I should be shipping a lot more product, both tangible and intangible, and letting the experience teach me how to get better.

You nailed this, sir, and I am grateful for the kick in the pants.