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HODL -- 5mo [root] 
|    For most of my life I was the smartest person in every room I was in.
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|    This is not a brag about my intelligence and more an admission that I was perpetually in the wrong room.
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|    I was in the wrong rooms because I was afraid. Afraid of failure, afraid to lose control, afraid of the unknown.
|    It was easier to be the big fish in the small pond.
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|    But it came at the expense of my potential and one day the internal dissonance from taking the easy way out just
|    got too great to ignore and I had to take a leap into the unknown.
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|    I had to let it all fall apart.
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|    I’m sharing this because I’m having an honest reflective moment about my own human weakness and fallibility and
|    I think many of you out there are probably still in a place that you’ve already outgrown.
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|    My advice?
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|    Its time to let the past die.
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|    Kill it if you have to.
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|    That’s the only way to become what you are meant to be.
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1777efbf138a -- 5mo
I have never figured out how to get into these so called “rooms.” In high school and college it was natural to
not be the smartest, although sometimes I was. After college I started my own companies and never got to the
place where I had the money to hire really smart people, so I was always the smartest. And now the rooms I’m in
with smarter people are coders and such who do things I know nothing about and have no interest in. All this is
to say, if I knew where the rooms were, I’d go to them. The best I can do is listen to podcasts and YouTube and
scroll NOST and X.
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