“Have I made it bros?”

I used to say that I wanted my life to be like a house music video. You know what I’m talking about: the ones where it’s some model smiling and laughing with her in-shape model boyfriend.

They’re holding hands, laughing and walking down some lush path in an exotic country. Hugging, kissing, playing with monkeys. Whatever.

I watch shit like that and I think to myself, “I need to get that.”

But when I think about it logically, do I really want that? I mean really what that amounts to is going on vacation with a tall skinny girl who laughs and smiles a lot.

When I think about it like that, it doesn’t sound like something that will signal to me that I’ve “made it.”

Shit, if it was really that important to me I’m sure I could make it happen fairly quickly.

But what’s that going to do for me? Nothing.

I mean yeah sure it would be fun to share an experience like that with someone that you enjoy spending sexy time with, but notice that’s not what I said initially.

I had this idea in my head that unless I took a picture or filmed some tall skinny strumpet with long flowing hair from behind, that I would never be able to tell myself that I was successful.

I’m not saying I should set some shit goal like being a good person, but there is room in between for compromise.

For example, what if I set a goal that I would know that I made it when I owned my own private jet that I used to fly around the world and see clients for my coaching and motivational seminar business?

That’s a much more productive goal. Besides, I feel like reaching that one would increase my chances of traveling to exotic locations with models. But if I switched them around, could I say the same?

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