Life doesn’t always go according to plan.


This evening I was supposed to write. Instead, I went out to dinner and drinks with my wife.


Do I regret it?


Abso-fuckin-lutely not.


Life is a game of sacrifice.


Every moment, you’re sacrificing what you’re not doing for what you are doing.


That’s fine.


This evening, I sacrificed writing to spend time with my wife. Time we’ll never get back.


At the end of the day, if my wife and I are looking at each other side-by-side on our death bed, we’ll be glad we spent that evening together instead of cutting it short to go home and work.


Sometimes when we are faced wIth tough decisions in life, we must ask ourselves: What really matters to me?