Frankly it’s a lot easier to be more productive when you stop caring about what the audience thinks… or rather… what the audience thinks of you. And maybe, honestly, truthfully, I think that’s what I’ve let happen for too long. It’s nobodies fault but my own. It’s much easier to be a reactionary talking head than it is to ignore shit that won’t matter tomorrow.
I’ve been way, way, way, way lucky to be able to do this for a living. Shit, I work from home and live in the best city in the world. My only regret is that I was, at times, trying to be something that I wasn’t. Hunter S Thompson, Bill Maher, whoever the fuck I was reading that week. In doing so, I lost who I was. It’s time for some brand management on my part.