I slept like ass this past weekend. My sleep game was so weaksauce I was sitting in bed staring at the wall for 6 hours. Then I woke up after the sweet catatonia that had somehow befallen me, and found the hustle leaning over my face.
The Hustle was staring straight at my head, waiting to screeeeeee about the 50659 things I had to do.
I logged into LinkedIn, read my feed for all of 3 minutes, and quite simply logged right back the duck out. What I saw disgusted me. The burgeoning headlines of various LINKEDIN EXPERTS popped out at me, and my frenemy, the Hustle, cheered their praises.
WORK WORK WORK WORK WORK WORK
SEE ME DO ME DIRT DIRT DIRT DIRT DIRT DI—
Why these people have been inspired by the likes of Gary V to quite simply turn into cocaine zombies by way of massive sleep deprivation is beyond me.
Lack of sleep actually KILLS BRAINCELLS but don’t tell that to any entrepreneur because if you intimate they’re simultaneously stupid for foregoing rest and sleep, and stupid because of said masochistic tendencies, they’ll start foaming and send their unpaid interns to throw boiling hot burnt-ass Starbucks coffee at you until you relent.
Winners find the time—and make the time—to rest, rejuvenate, and tend their inner gardens. They eat well, they take care of themselves, and give themselves the freedom to enjoy life, learn new things, and develop their craft / skills / minds / and sleepgame.
Your dogged obsession with throwing yourself face-first down the stairs in order to succeed way super more faster-er really is not helping you. Sense of urgency is great. Self sacrifice can be lovely—if measured.
What’s not great is pseudo-experts who’ve already made their %$$$$money$%$$$ sitting on The Socialz or Medium telling others to work themselves into a coma because that’s the only way to get ahead.
Well, buddy, my sleep deprived brain tells me otherwise. Also, when a very successful person tells you to put yourself in harm’s way to be as successful as they are, it’s kind of like a rich guy telling a poor guy that he can just think about money and it will appear in his life by way of mmmmaaaaaaaggggiiicccccc.
Oh wait, somebody already did that? Well, fuck me.
SELF DESTRUCTION BAD.