I love writing (to publish externally) and journaling (to keep private). However, things don't always fall neatly in one bucket. I just finished writing something I had every intention of sharing, but then something in me felt resistance. It was a moment of reflection just for me. And while I'm certain others would find it valuable, nobody else would feel the lesson as deeply as me.

I still benefitted by writing it and processing an experience of my life, but that's where the value probably ended.

A decision without action is not a decision.

Call it a goal, wish, or intention. But these are all mental targets.

To decide is to cut away. To decide and say yes to one thing means you are implicitly saying no to other things. Actions are the actualization of this as you move towards the things you decided upon and away from the things you did not. But action is the crucial ingredient of actualization.

On Black Friday, people will sleep in tents in order to be the 1st in line to save 10-20% off a new TV.

If an addict is out of money, they will go to extreme lengths to borrow, cheat, and steal (from strangers, friends, even family) in order to get their next fix.

These are just a few examples of how powerful our wants can be.

When you know the inevitable is about to happen, you know that you have to start sometime and somehow. Let it be now.

For the impatient, my overall recommendation (for anyone with a net worth of over $100) is as follows: buy $100 worth of Bitcoin and do not touch it for 5-years. Seriously, hold it no matter what.

For some people, investing in cryptocurrency sounds big and scary. To make sure they are not making a huge mistake, they’ll want to put in 100s of hours of research before risking $100.

Don’t.

Barking erupts as my dog, Linus, wakes up from a deep slumber to thrash himself off the couch before attempting to sprint to the front door. Of course, we have hardwood floors, so his paws keep slipping as you hear a constant stream of his claws scraping over and over again. Eventually, he gets to the front window to let out his loudest, scariest barks.

All because a mailman ringed the doorbell to drop off an Amazon package.

Wouldn’t it be absolutely crazy for a deceased person to donate digital money to a political campaign from beyond the grave?

My doctor wrote the diagnosis on the wall—FOS. I thought it was a word instead of an acronym. He interrupted. "You are full of shit."

He then reviewed my X-ray to show me just how bad it was. Apparently, a fraternity diet (filled with 2nd and 3rd helpings per dinner) combined with a massively stressful academic workload wasn't a winning combination.

Imagine an alarm clock that goes off at short, random intervals. Despite all efforts to guess when the next loud noise is coming, it could be anywhere from 5 seconds to 5 minutes.

Imagine trying to work on something complicated that requires deep focus. Think of something at the level of chess or sudoku, where you might have to store lots of different options in your brain all at the same time while not losing your place.

What would Jesus do? This catchphrase blew up in popularity during my high school years. It wasn't uncommon to see the WWJD acronym on bracelets or tee-shirts as a reminder to ask the question. But no, this is not an article about religion. I'm using the WWJD as an example of the mental mentors strategy.

A hard fact of life is that people will hear what you're about to do and think that you're fucking nuts.

• Why'd you move to another state?
• Why'd you quit your secure job to start your business?
• Why did you go to college versus get a job?
• Why did you get a job versus go to college?
• Why did you marry him or her?
• Why did you break up?
• Why did you have kids?
• Why did you decide not to have kids?

And on and on and on.