I started to read this article by Benjamin Hardy on why most people will never be successful.
It caught my attention by leading with a negation of the equation “money=success”—a negation with which I concur.
A few lines further on, though, this bit rolled in:
To be successful, you can’t continue being with low frequency people for long periods of time.
You can’t continue eating crappy food, regardless of your spouse’s or colleague’s food choices.
Your days must consistency(sic) be spent on high quality activities.
To which I say:
The article in question goes on to prescribe a reasonably-okay definition of success centered on the verb balancing, but by then, Hardy had lost my buy-in.
Because success doesn’t necessarily mean never eating crappy food. Nor does it necessarily mean completely eschewing “low-frequency people” (whatever that means). Part of success is being able to roll with the punches (or, as autocorrupt appropriately suggests, “the lunches”)—to accept without judgment that the occasional bag of Doritos can be good for the soul, and that humility is a critical faculty.
Added a “More” tag because holy philibusters this is long.