The words hack and pivot are the most overused words in the startup community. If your hack doesn’t immediately gain traction, then you pivot. Remember the company Color? Didn’t think so, everyone with deep pockets put chips in their pot and lost, so how does a failure recoup their losses, let alone their reputation? They relentlessly pivot through all forty one million dollars invested in them. We’re in an age where failure is a form of success, you know all the rhetoric: it’s not how many times you fall that matters, but how many times you get up. Motivational posters line our walls reminding us to never despair, to remain stubborn in one regard and not another, success is but a pivot away. Even spiritually, numerous parables suggest, when one door closes another opens. What happened to sticking to your guns, holding to your word, or staying the course? Too much advice has a way of contradicting itself.

Let’s call it what it is, it’s very difficult for me to lose, quit, or admit defeat without winning nonetheless. My pivots assess what’s necessary in the long-term over short-term requests; already evident in my sobriety laden stash of V8 cans. I asked myself if it was worth the time fretting over daily deadlines. Like all of you, I have more important priorities than this blog, and decided against the added stress of constant revisions. Going forward, please expect new posts at noon on Monday through Thursday of every week.

To my ego, at least my pivot isn’t a severe 180 degree turnaround, nor have I hijacked millions of dollars in the process. Do not be afraid to do what’s best for you. Enjoy your wins and losses!

The difference between tardy people and punctual people is preparation. We tardy people make basic assumptions about departures and arrivals; for instance, if we need to be there at four, and the journey is an hour long, then we should be oblivious to travel arrangements until three. That's exactly how it happens; that or the two train from Flatbush Avenue gets held up at President, until you're late, even though you left early. You know who I really respect? People who iron their clothes the night before wearing them; those people are going places, and they plan to arrive on time.

Any regular reader will know I have failed in my quest to write every day, please accept my apologies. What happens is, every day I plan to write at a certain time, preceding other responsibilities, then completely avoidable circumstances throw a wrench in my agenda! Content certainly hasn't been a problem, as I have a long list of topics to cover at any given time; on the other hand, like choosing clothes in the morning, picking a topic can take anywhere between fifteen minutes to an hour of Spotify shuffling.

With the New Year approaching, it would be all too cliche to announce some sort of *time management resolution*, so I won't. I will continue trying my best to deliver on my promises, and that means better preparation: more drafting and queuing posts ahead of time. So stay tuned for a daily stream of me! And if I don't deliver in this space, then I promise to publish a regular post the next day, alongside a well written explanation for the day before; or a link to this post if I don't have the time...

The journal I regularly carry solicits questions regarding its benefits, to which I usually reply, "There are some, fewer than I anticipated." It dawned on me recently that I don't write as often as I'd like to - and this will sound crazy - because I think I'll run out of words; where my writing personally begins to feel repetitive, even as the content wildly varies. Reading and writing is something I've always been good at, along with math and computers, and sports and ... if you don't get the drift, my attention wanders even as my commitment ensures an above competent ability. In response, I have decided to write every day, to grow as a communicator and reap the unforeseen benefits of better recording my observations. Be a pal, read me, comment and leave suggestions, and I'll be sure to reply; thank you and best wishes!