Goodbye letters

I've sent my share of goodbye letters. Generally I end them with "have a nice life" and I truly mean it. It's the cutting free of a friendship or relationship gone down the wrong path. When you get a goodbye letter from me, I mean it. I'll give you a certain number of chances. But when I've reached then end, out comes the sword.

I used to try to always leave the door open. If the other person wanted to come around again at some future time, maybe I would be interested, but no longer. I've learned I'm a person who does not turn back. A fallacy I used to believe about myself (to make me feel better about sling-shotting myself into new and further locations) was that I can always take a step back. Yeah, I spent a lot of time keeping that one last step available to me, and never once, did I take that step back. Once I made a leap, I never looked back. So I'm removing that piece of code from my programming.

It's hard to realize that some people in your life are not going to be in it for the entire time. Or often even for a moment, but as I get older and wiser I realize that is the case. And that's fine. The right people come into your life exactly when you need them. And until you make room for new fabulous people and projects, those things won't be able to come into your life.

So here's to flushing out the soul-sucking drama. Here's to flushing out people who suck suck suck only on your blood, giving nothing in return, but recurring drama. Here's to flushing out clueless business partners who will take absolutely everything they can from everyone.

Here's the space for new collaborators. To create amazing projects. To execute on dreams and desires that will change the lives of billions of people. What that is, I'm not specifically sure. But I'm aiming for it. And when I fly solo, I always hit my mark.