It's almost like playing armchair quarterback, but probably with fewer wounded psyches.
I just don't understand why the thought of success makes me so nervous? Is it because the bigger the success, the bigger potential there is to fail? Hmmm.
Anywho, a year ago a bunch of us were bopping around New York. Can you believe it's been a year?
It's Friday, y'all!
Hey, if I do a book post, will y'all come play? I've been reading a ton recently and I have a lot of feelings.
What's going on with you chickens?
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