a money-grubbing pig. Or a fraud who
had no right to charge that much. I was
also scared that if I went big and grew
my business, I wouldn’t be able to
handle it, I’d have to hire tons of people,
I’d spend my time doing things I hated,
I’d get so busy I’d never get to travel,
I’d wither and die trapped behind my
computer, fun and freedom skidding
away in my rearview mirror never to be
seen again blah, blah, blah. I could fill
up about four more pages of reasons why
I was where I was, but suffice it to say, I
was basically playing at the level of
someone who drives around in a car like
the one I was driving around in.
And the most painful part really was