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My 2 minutes post.
Maybe I will start a 2-minute post series with some “gold nuggets”? Man, how the fuck are there people doing this shit. I’m starting to think that for example being the best footballer like CR7 or Messi, there is a reason why only a few people can be that good. Or like Mbappé. Because they are fucking genetic freaks. Maybe not all of us can be so good that we will be the best. Or at least very successful. Maybe you have something that others don’t, for sure. But you have to find that shit that will make you one of the best. I’m starting to kind o get the idea that it’s hard to do some things.
Like, for example, I love to go to the gym. Maybe that is one of my blessings.
Not everybody can go super high. Even if they really want it.
But how do I know what I can and can’t do? I really can’t.
Maybe time will help me get more clarity. And I’m sure this writing will also help me a ton.
I have to be honest with what I love to do. Or maybe, it is like working out. I started not knowing shit, but now after 2.5 years of doing it, I’m starting to learn more and more, and I’m starting to have a little bit of success.
Maybe this will also happen with blogging or whatever the fuck I’m doing here.
It is important that I fucking like it, so I can do it a lot.
For example, today I learned that the posts that I write while in bed, fucking suck ass.
I’m starting to realize the fact that I will die one day, and I really want to leave something behind. I don’t want to develop some kind of fucking metal problem because I’m thinking about death too much, tho.
I’m thinking about it because I observed that a lot of successful people experienced the death of a loved one that made them take life more seriously, and really live by their values.
Whatever man.
Fuck you.
