The Time Has Come: A Manifesto (…of sorts)

The time has come to stop asking for permission to think; to be creative; to have ideas.

The time has come to stop waiting for others to acknowledge the contributions I could be making.

The time has come to stop struggling to be heard; to be understood; to be trusted.

The time has come to succeed (or fail) on my terms.

The time has come to quit the 8-to-5; the commute; the bureacracy.

The time has come to stop revising myself to fit the superimposed vision of others.

The time has come to wake up to new possibilities and the potential that lives within me.

The time has come to breed my own purple cow.

The time has come to be a linchpin of my own making.

The time has come to discover my passion; my purpose; my calling; my vocation.

The time has come to live.

The time has come to love.

The time has come to pursue “Wow!”

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