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I just passed a personal milestone. I’ve officially been building online for 20 years.
That might seem like a long time to the younger crowd… but it’s not. I’m fortunate enough to know guys that have been at it a lot longer.
But even though 20 years doesn’t make me an elder, it has still taken a toll.
So it’s no surprise that six months ago, I was tired… really fucking tired.
I had spent the previous 12 months building out a project that demanded insane days and nights, no time off, and no immediate results.
It was the second hardest period of work in my life.
After 20 years of doing this shit for myself, I was ready to shrivel up and accept a fucking salary like an entitled corporate moron…
… working for an even bigger corporate moron that has never built anything of value… spending my lunch breaks being lectured by HR about how proper pronouns increase profitability… idiots.
Thankfully, I came to my senses.
Actually, the truth is, I’ve tapped a new level of energy. I feel like I’m in my 20s again…
You know the energy…
It’s that “fuck the world, I’m going to win at all costs” kind of energy… the “you’d be an idiot to compete with me” kind of energy.
And yes, it feels fucking great.
Unfortunately, I don't exactly know how I unlocked these power reserves. I think it was a combination of pushing through the low period, doing the fucking work, and deciding that I was going to commit myself 100% to the project, no matter what.
Today, I’m seeing clearly again… the world looks green… dripping with money-making opportunities that are just waiting for me to walk over and pick them up.
Luckily, 20 years in the game has taught me not to get distracted and it’s taught me that consistency is the key to success.
So, all of those other opportunities that are calling to me in the distance will have to wait.
Instead, I’m pointing this renewed energy in a single direction… right at the heart of the biggest move I’ve ever made.
Now, I’d like to say I’ve built a massive business (or a portfolio of massive businesses) already but I’ve recently realized that most of the “businesses” I’ve built were just projects.
They were a kind of entrepreneurial masturbation… short sweaty bursts of dirty energy that didn’t benefit me long-term.
These projects lacked strategy, direction, and commitment. They lacked focus.
Yea, they helped me hone my skills and become a better builder… but they didn’t put gas in the tank or bread on the table.
Instead, a lot of the reason for continuing these projects was to keep “learning”... which was a bullshit excuse to not face quitting when I should have.
Fortunately, I’ve also had some moderate success… I’ve built a few six-figure businesses and two seven-figure businesses. Actual businesses, not projects. Annual revenue, not valuation.
I’ve also been on the selling and buying side of a number of transactions that worked out well for me. And I’ve taken time away from my projects to help scale two eight-figure revenue businesses.
In other words, over the last 20 years, I’ve learned a lot, made some money, and did everything on my own terms.
But now what?
Now it’s time to triple down…
The window for personal wealth creation is closing. And I’m going to get mine before the greedy politicians take away the final opportunities to cash out.
So, I’m taking this fresh outlook, my 20-year-old “fuck the world” energy, and my 20 years of experience to execute on a plan of attack that I can only describe as “win at all costs”...
That means doing shit that doesn’t scale, building external and internal teams to help grow, pounding money back into the business, staying 100% focused and committed to the path. No distractions.
The outcome I’m after is simple: absolute financial freedom… fuck you money. And I’m giving myself five years to get there.
I’ll be leaning on BuSo to check my thinking, call me on my bullshit, learn from the guys that have already done what I’m doing, and share what I can from my own experience.
I’m also going to be referring back to this post to hold myself accountable and to remind myself that there are zero fucking excuses for not crossing the finish line. Zero.
That might seem like a long time to the younger crowd… but it’s not. I’m fortunate enough to know guys that have been at it a lot longer.
But even though 20 years doesn’t make me an elder, it has still taken a toll.
So it’s no surprise that six months ago, I was tired… really fucking tired.
I had spent the previous 12 months building out a project that demanded insane days and nights, no time off, and no immediate results.
It was the second hardest period of work in my life.
After 20 years of doing this shit for myself, I was ready to shrivel up and accept a fucking salary like an entitled corporate moron…
… working for an even bigger corporate moron that has never built anything of value… spending my lunch breaks being lectured by HR about how proper pronouns increase profitability… idiots.
Thankfully, I came to my senses.
Actually, the truth is, I’ve tapped a new level of energy. I feel like I’m in my 20s again…
You know the energy…
It’s that “fuck the world, I’m going to win at all costs” kind of energy… the “you’d be an idiot to compete with me” kind of energy.
And yes, it feels fucking great.
Unfortunately, I don't exactly know how I unlocked these power reserves. I think it was a combination of pushing through the low period, doing the fucking work, and deciding that I was going to commit myself 100% to the project, no matter what.
Today, I’m seeing clearly again… the world looks green… dripping with money-making opportunities that are just waiting for me to walk over and pick them up.
Luckily, 20 years in the game has taught me not to get distracted and it’s taught me that consistency is the key to success.
So, all of those other opportunities that are calling to me in the distance will have to wait.
Instead, I’m pointing this renewed energy in a single direction… right at the heart of the biggest move I’ve ever made.
Now, I’d like to say I’ve built a massive business (or a portfolio of massive businesses) already but I’ve recently realized that most of the “businesses” I’ve built were just projects.
They were a kind of entrepreneurial masturbation… short sweaty bursts of dirty energy that didn’t benefit me long-term.
These projects lacked strategy, direction, and commitment. They lacked focus.
Yea, they helped me hone my skills and become a better builder… but they didn’t put gas in the tank or bread on the table.
Instead, a lot of the reason for continuing these projects was to keep “learning”... which was a bullshit excuse to not face quitting when I should have.
Fortunately, I’ve also had some moderate success… I’ve built a few six-figure businesses and two seven-figure businesses. Actual businesses, not projects. Annual revenue, not valuation.
I’ve also been on the selling and buying side of a number of transactions that worked out well for me. And I’ve taken time away from my projects to help scale two eight-figure revenue businesses.
In other words, over the last 20 years, I’ve learned a lot, made some money, and did everything on my own terms.
But now what?
Now it’s time to triple down…
The window for personal wealth creation is closing. And I’m going to get mine before the greedy politicians take away the final opportunities to cash out.
So, I’m taking this fresh outlook, my 20-year-old “fuck the world” energy, and my 20 years of experience to execute on a plan of attack that I can only describe as “win at all costs”...
That means doing shit that doesn’t scale, building external and internal teams to help grow, pounding money back into the business, staying 100% focused and committed to the path. No distractions.
The outcome I’m after is simple: absolute financial freedom… fuck you money. And I’m giving myself five years to get there.
I’ll be leaning on BuSo to check my thinking, call me on my bullshit, learn from the guys that have already done what I’m doing, and share what I can from my own experience.
I’m also going to be referring back to this post to hold myself accountable and to remind myself that there are zero fucking excuses for not crossing the finish line. Zero.