If you’re not useful, you are dead.
I don’t make the rules.
Since I last wrote on this blog/newsletter/journal a lot has happened — that’s a discussion for a different day.
Regardless of all the bullshit that’s transpired over the past 24 months, I somehow have managed to figure out what I want out of life.
It’s not money — although this is a constant.
It’s most definitely not fame — that shit sucks.
It’s not even the famed Porsche 911 Turbo S that I incessantly fanboy over, every single day.
The thing that I want out of life is simple but very difficult to obtain:
I want the capacity to share my joy and resources so that others can join in and have a shared basis of happiness and peace.
Or simply put, I want to build spaces that inspire people to be their best selves.
Recently, I left a great job with great pay, great resources, a great team, a solid manager, and a huge green light for all of my projects. More on that here.
Why? > The work I was building didn’t feel useful to me. I know it’s valuable to the company, and the customers, and ultimately the markets…but it didn’t feel “good.”
By the time you’ve read this blog, I’ll have completed the first couple of weeks at a new company. Other than the massive opportunity I believe this company has ahead of them, the amazing team they’ve built, and the folks who convinced me to join —
I’m joining the company because it empowers me to feel useful, again.