Everything we’ve ever done?
Every win.
Every failure.
Every awkward moment we replay at 2am.
Will be gone.
All of it.
Memento Mori.
This isn’t a warning.
It’s a permission slip.
The project we’re afraid to start?
Forgotten.
The rejection we’re terrified of?
Forgotten.
The people judging us?
Really forgotten.
So what are we waiting for?
Everything is temporary.
Like Jack Nicholson’s character in The Departed said, “Act accordingly”.
Not reckless.
Courageous.
Try the hard thing.
The uncomfortable thing.
The thing keeping us awake at 3am.
The only thing worse than failing?
Never finding out if we could.
Go live.
No one will remember.
Joe
