The past few weeks I feel like I’ve been caught up in a mechanical routine that I usually try very hard to avoid. I’ve been “productive,” but I haven’t been doing too much of what I love. I’ve been working hard, but my brain is more anxious and weary than pleased and fulfilled. Steve Jobs once said something along the lines of, “Every day I wake up, and look in the mirror, and ask myself if I am excited to do what I’m planning to do that day. When the answer is ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.” I never forget that. You’ll always have stretches where you’re doing things you don’t want to do, because you simply HAVE to, but you can’t let those stretches last forever. Every day, move up and to the right. Towards whatever is your biggest, baddest dream.
Sometimes a song wakes me up from the dazed monotony that a dreaded Monday can bring. Today a song did that, and holy cow did it make me want to dance. Check it out. In fact, check it out THRICE. I’ll start with the original, and then a mashup with Kanye, and then a mashup with Jay Z. Yes, it’s THAT good. I’m in love.