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Three Rules of One

Ever since the idea hit me as a child, my has been to buy beachfront property somewhere along the coast of San Diego, California and building a house with walls that open so that every night I can fall asleep to the sounds of the sea. Purchase a sports franchise or two and run one of the world's most successful companies ever. All while giving back, paving new ways, and providing an avenue of forward. I held onto that plan throughout my life and not once have I ever considered any alternate. I couldn't, though I admit there have been a plethora of moments where a review of the steps taken has been warranted. Never a single day where "I'll settle with this for now" or "Maybe it's not possible" prevailed over my pursuit. The end result has appeared to move farther into the distance, but never into the abyss. I have examined the results achieved by those before me and those along side me, and have drawn the conclusion that if it were possible for one then surely it is possible for another. Thrilled at all times I am, 'overly', some would remark, with the idea..with the picture...with the confidence in knowing that eventually all of the other sub-plans and strategies that I exercise and execute properly will propel me towards my oh so anticipated reality, even when it appears to collide with another persons thought de rationale.

As I lay here on my office floor examining the calendar on the wall, I can't help but to shake my head and smile. Smile because I know that no matter what the date it may be I am that one day closer to and one more day away until those nights and those days.

1. Confession: I believe that everyday is that day.
1. Truth: Only death can stop me.
1. Rule: Never give up.

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