When I am sad, happy people irritate me. When I am happy, I disconnect from sad people. Being happy or sad is a moment. Days can look similar until you are hit by thunderstorm of joy or misery.

I love listening to sad music when I am sad. I find a strange escape in this musical dive. I love tickling my children and singing when I happy. (Trust me, most of what I sing is some bizarre lyrics and meme type dancing loop.)

When I started the 100-day journey I was neither happy, nor sad. 21 days later I am tilting towards sad. Realization strikes even better. Writing and becoming a millionaire in Azerbaijan is an absolute joke. I have plenty of evidence and personal anecdotes. But, I am also convinced that each day teaches me something new. (About my own mental and spiritual fortitude.)

I go at my dream regardless. 11 books and 15 years of training under my belt. Hundreds of clients and one-one sessions that built me into this person. Thousands of readers that silently read and switch between happy and sad as they page the books. Legacy is already at the gate.

Journey is getting even more serious now. My wp group is listening to voice files every night. People buy coffee from kofe al platform. They want to be part of this marathon. They want to speak and write better. This is the moment of the moments. And I am right at the epicenter.