Our line.

I realize, time and again, I tend to write the way I think. Which is to get straight to the point.

Late last year, I had what I thought a great call with a guy from a company that had been on my ‘Companies I’d Love To Work With’ list.

What matters isn’t pleasing everyone, or trying to make everyone happy. I have to remember this from time to time.

Here then are the highlights, in case you missed them. The posts, in looking back myself or that I recall even when writing them, that I feel now are worth repeating.

Of all our cards, we noticed only two included any sort of actual handwriting. Of those two, only one was a personal, handwritten note.

No matter anyone’s beliefs, or their values, or their perspectives, it’s tough not to give Beethoven even a little credit for writing music that two-hundred and fifteen years later we’re still performing, still listening to, still being blown away by.

Always, with change comes some fear.

I’m definitely introverted. I’m not sure I’d diagnose myself with Rejection-Sensitivity Disorder, but the similarities are striking.