Friday Night Lights was my tv salvation for a long time. One of the best moments from this series was when Eric Taylor, the best coach ever, wrote “State” on a whiteboard in the locker room. His players were silenced by this gesture. They were better than they had been before coach Taylor arrived but they were nowhere near the state champion level.
Funneling my 2019 ambitions into one word I write a monetary figure on a whiteboard. This is just over what I made in take-home pay from my old job.
Many aspirational streams merge into this figure. But for right now these numbers have to stand in black ink against a whiteboard. My mind always whirling with tasks, hopes, and doubts needs to be hushed like Coach Taylor’s players.
Happy New Year!
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