While my life is always hovering at great, 2014 has been on the lower spectrum of greatness.
It’s best illustrated with this experience I had in 2014.
So on my 31st, I was driving around to do some errands. I was feeling pretty good. I was thinking to myself, I have great friends, family, and fortune. Nothing to complain about.
Just at that moment, five Ferraris past me up on the freeway.
While I don’t think that expensive cars are an adequate barometer of success, that experience perfectly illustrates how I’ve felt all year — falling behind.
Many of my peers are now doctors, lawyers, and internet millionaires. Others are on their second kid, building that perfect nuclear family.
Me. I just want 2015 to be the year for my success.