By James Altucher, Author of The Power of No
Ugh, then there are those times when I feel dead inside. I wake up early and swing on the pre-school swingset like a pervert.
The sun rises and instead of being orange and blue and beautiful it’s white and glaring and it’s a terrible terrible sunrise, burning everything inside of me.
Another day.
This is what happens to me when change is being born. At least for me: I’ve never avoided any of these steps.
