I’ve been reading a lot lately. Not as much as I used to in New York, but definitely more than San Francisco. I finished The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck today. There were parts of the book that made me feel as if it was screaming out to me. The BIG take away for me is this: I’ve been living an entitled, narcissistic life!

For a long time I always thought my problems were unique and that no one understood me. Maybe I’m not a full blown crazy entitled narcissist, but bottom line is that I thought I was somehow different. But I’m not. Wow. Eye opener, gut punching, knock the wind out of myself type revelation. And that makes me feel so comfortable. Whew.