Real Talk: Excuses

I’ll never forget the morning of October 29th, 2012. As I sat in a chair memorable only for being the only chair in a cold, empty hallway, I tried to calm myself by focusing on my breathing. I stared at the white, metal door across from me and I realized something.

“Every excuse you’ve ever had for why you haven’t already done whatever you wanted to do was total, fuckin’ bullshit. You know that, right?”

And then…

“Wait a minute. Doesn’t that also mean every excuse from here on out is bullshit, too?”

15 minutes later, I’m a father, and I’m​ pushing my firstborn down a dim, but warm, hallway, asking myself, “What the fuck am I doing? Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.”

And then…

“Whatever it takes.”

No excuses.


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