I just finished interviewing the top divorce attorney in Atlanta. It was fascinating. He has been in the game for over 30 years and has represented everyone you see on TV.
“Should I get maried?” I asked him.
“No,” he replied.
We spent two hours in his top floor, corner office overlooking Atlanta. It was an amazing conversation. I think he was having more fun than I was.
“How did you become so successful?” I asked.
“I’m scared,” he replied.
So scared he worked every day. Scared he wasn’t smart enough or might mess up. Scared of failure. Scared, just like the rest of us.
My alarm went off at 4:37 this morning. It took me a minute. Eventually, I got out of bed and took a bath.
I fixed some coffee, grabbed my journal, and wrote this:
The sun coming up. On my face. Let me dream. I hit snooze. A lot. 4:37 - 4:56. Took a bath. Reading about coaching. Looked at apartments in Nashville. Dreaming. Is this the life I want to live? What am I missing? How do I change? Face the truth. Be happy. Like people. Well I ever find love? I think too much. Life is really bueatiful. Move to the beach. Breath salty air. Everything is ok.
That’s how I journal sometimes.
I showered and had a coaching call. Next, I met a girl from Brazil who is miles ahead of me in intelligence. I tried to convince her to help me make a documentary. Neither of us knows how to make a documentary.
Then I rushed to a lunch meeting. I’m starting a hot sauce company with three buddies. One is covered in tattoos. I told him an idea about tattoos for me. He said to do it.
Then off to the interview with the lawyer.
On the way home I met a family from Tobago who will be renting my house in Marietta. I am not sure about them.
“Where are the shower curtains?” The wife asked.
“You buy them,” I replied.
The high school-age son stared at his feet the entire time. He likes soccer.
Isn’t life interesting? Aren’t people amazing?
Earlier this morning I got a rejection letter. My second one.
But you know what?
Everything is ok.
Today was a great day.
Trey