"I call everyone 'Darling' because I can't remember their names." - Zsa Zsa Gabor
If there's one phrase that bugs the shit out of me, it's this one: "Everything happens for a reason." You often hear this from well-intentioned people in an attempt to comfort others.
You can watch many audio-heavy videos online at 2x speed and not lose any comprehension. For a two hour video, that saves you an hour of listening time.
You know what's scary for me now? What's scary is that I'm all out of excuses. The past few years I could blame all that overland travel for getting in the way of big business success. Now I look ahead at a long and empty stretch of work days and weeks and months, time like bricks there for me to build.
I spent most of the past five years traveling all around the world, visiting dozens of different countries and living in several for months at a time. That was fun for a while but eventually I began to crave a more settled existence.
In the Bhagavad-Gita (chapter 2, verse 47), Krishna says to Arjuna: You have a right to perform your prescribed duty, but you are not entitled to the fruits of action.
Here's a good rule for making sure you don't take on too many commitments. It's especially handy for the people-pleasers among us (note to self!).
Ash frontman Tim Wheeler shared a tip for overcoming writer's block in an interview with Jarlath Regan.
There's an old Woody Allen movie called The Diary. Set in a small American town in the 1940's, Allen plays the lead role of an impoverished young man (Norm) who falls for a local heiress (Annie). He goes all out to try win her heart, being very bold and reckless, seemingly oblivious to her lofty social stature and any kind of courting etiquette.
My Saturdays are disgusting. On a typical Saturday in Amsterdam, my diet will look something like this...
I've decided to phase out the freelance stuff. I have nice clients and make a decent living from the work they send me, but this isn't my best contribution to the world, not by a long shot.
Whenever I encounter shitty service or a shitty product out there in the world, it's frustrating, sure, but it's also a relief of sorts. Because it reminds me that I'll always be able to make good money.
On July 21st I released a guide called Travel The World + Work Online. The guide is no longer for sale but you can still check out the info page here. In the 3.5 days the guide was available, I sold 108 copies for a total of $7,622.
I make myself stay offline right out of bed, knowing that if I check my email real quick I'll get sucked into the vortex. So I let the laptop sleep and head to the park for some exercise, come back and meditate for twenty minutes. Then, finally, I boot up the machine and check the numbers. Well holy fuck: I've pulled in $5,000 in 24 hours.
Running on fumes now, chugging green smoothies to try offset the lack of sleep. The guide launches in six days and there's a lot left to do, feel like I'm juggling knives. I've barely left the apartment since Saturday.
Over the years I've met and corresponded with hundreds of people who make their living online. Some make a few thousand dollars a month, while others are pushing six figures.
I've been through all sorts of climates and situations on my travels, and I've gotten by just fine with very little clothing. Once, after spending several months in sunny Thailand, I traveled up through China, South Korea and Japan in the dead of winter.
Is passive income a myth? Can you really make money online with little effort, waking up in the morning to see that hundreds of dollars have appeared in your bank account overnight? Well, I'm not one to sugarcoat things, so here's the truth about passive income.
In a little thatch-roof cottage in the center of Kathmandu, I sat at my laptop and pressed submit. And it was done. I'd just sent $1,200 to a specialist travel agent to book passage aboard a freighter from Sri Lanka to Malaysia.
What would your days look like if you had all the time and money in the world? I thought about it and decided I'd spend an hour each day reading a book and I'd take a nap every afternoon. Then I thought, shit, wait...