There's an old quote that stays 80% of life is showing up.

Now, showing up means many different things to many different people, but the idea is not complicated.

You can't do anything of significance unless you have first and foremost arrived.

Which brings me to today.

See, I had a list of concepts I've been excited to talk about,

things that I've either read or have been recent epiphanies in my life,

and I can't wait to share those with you.

But this morning, oh, let me tell you about this morning.

I'm finding the energy to do anything. It felt like trying to squeeze blood from a rock.

I woke up with a headache, exhausted, because I didn't sleep at all the night before.

And you know that feeling.

Like when you didn't sleep at all the night before,

you're oddly constantly reminding yourself the next day that you didn't sleep. And everything just

felt off. And really, as I'm speaking now, things still kind of do. And so I got up and I sort of

played with the idea of taking today off altogether.

Maybe I'm due for one anyway. I thought about resting. The little devil with the pitchfork on my

shoulder continuously reminded me how great sleep would feel. And I was sitting there, you know,

kind of weighing my options. Took some IP profen, started the coffee, sat down on the couch, just kind of looking at the

wall, what to do, what to do.

But realistically, I knew.

And I want to explain why.

Over the years, I've taught myself through repetition that sitting down and writing and recording, unless I plan intentionally to do otherwise, is it non-negotiable?

...