I assume that every millennial – minus the ones named Thad or Bethany, whose daddy owns a yacht – feels insecure about all retail experience listed on their resume when it’s time to (try to) transition to a real job. I know I did.
When I tell people what I do, the next question is usually about what I did in school. When I tell them I studied neuroscience, their reaction is always surprise.
Ok, I get that I’ve made it clear that I’m not into the 9-5 thing and that I will do anything I can to avoid going back to that place. But, there are plenty of people that I’ve talked to who want nothing more than to be employed somewhere that a name-tag is not required, but who aren’t ready to strike out on their own. I understand that. I was that person a little less than 3 years ago.
when you get to the point where your only option is to cover your bottom half with leggings because everything else cuts into your protruding stomach, or you decide to calculate your BMI only to realize you’re technically obese, you just entered a whole new ballgame.
I’m not going to mince words here: the unwavering belief you have in 'self-evident truths' is a complete trap.
It’s 2018 and everyone is obsessed with #newyearnewme. But if you deceive yourself into believing that something as nominal as writing an 8 instead of a 7 is enough to blow the winds of change in your direction, you’ll be crying yourself to sleep until 2019.
With a list of 23 goals (and counting) for 2018, I’ve got achievement on the brain. So today, I’m going to walk you through how to achieve anything and everything you want...as long as it’s physically possible.
At the beginning of 2017, I made myself a lot of promises...10 promises in fact. Out of those 10 promises, I kept 4.