Saturday, January 17, 2015

Dressed for (mediocre) Success.

    I celebrate every success. Even if it's just with a fist-pump.

   Every published article, every original photo that matches the content of my writing, every book I      finish reading, every time I fill a whole notebook.

    Every moment I catch myself before I fall into a depressive episode, every time a friend feels they       can come to and trust me with something.

    I celebrate these things not because I think honoring my goals of 'write every day and be a half-           decent human being' are anything special, but because celebration is the pay-off due to success,           and even minute successes are important to celebrate.