I’ve almost died three times in the past few weeks.
OK, that’s a slight exaggeration. By “almost died,” I mean “didn’t come close to dying at all.”
When it comes to my own mortality, I tend to embellish a bit.
Still, I’ve been white-knuckling it with frightening regularity lately.
I’m laughing now, but the moral of these three stories is as serious as a heart attack: Our lives have expiration dates.
Knowing that makes setting your priorities ridiculously easy, doesn’t it?
What was it that Steve Jobs said? “Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose.”
Put another way: What are you waiting for, people?
The world will keep turning no matter what. So go for it. Do the stuff that scares you. What’s the worst that can happen? A little egg on your face? So what?
On the other hand, you might just change the world.
At the risk of depressing the hell out of everyone, here’s the scoop: You’re going to die either way.
You might as well change the world in the process.