No excuses. Always today. You don’t start, if you don’t, you don’t get there.
Do something today that your future self will thank you for.
Instead of asking “what do you do?” Ask “what are you interested in?” Or “are you happy in life?”
“A life in 3 years that justifies its suffering”
Ideal future, future plan. How incremental you’ll get there, goals and how are you going to get there and how you’re going to mark your progress. Reduce sum total of suffering
“If things aren’t working out, it’s my fault. I’ll work it out. How am I insufficient? How do I rectify that?”
RICHARD (PHONE): Yes.
JOE: Where do I find you?
RICHARD (PHONE): Where are you right now?
JOE: Bond Street, but I have a car. I can meet you wherever.
RICHARD (PHONE): If I met you at “Kiss Hands” in twenty minutes, would that work?
JOE: Yes. Bring it in a dress shirt box, in fifties. Okay? Count it twice before bringing it. If it’s short, nothing happens. Come alone.
RICHARD (PHONE): I was going to. Don’t worry; it’ll all be there.
JOE: Twenty, “Kiss Hands.” I’m Chinese, I’ll be in a black-velour tracksuit.
RICHARD (PHONE): I’ll see you there.
EXT. KISS HANDS
Richard, holding a shirt box stands before the doorway staring at the Pub’s sign. He takes three deep breaths, then pushes his way in.
INT. KISS HANDS – CONTINUOUS
The pub is extremely busy. It takes Richard a few seconds to locate Joe, when he does he joins him.
JOE: Richard, I’m Joe.
RICHARD: Yes. Hello.
Joe extends his arm and the two shake hands.
JOE: This is the only time I’ll ask you. Are you certain about what you’re doing?
RICHARD: I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.
JOE: Understood. Do you have my shirt?
RICHARD: Huh? Oh, yes…
Richard passes over the box.
JOE: Thank you.
RICHARD: So. When will this happen?
Richard looks extremely preoccupied.
RICHARD: [nodding] Okay. Do we have anything more to discuss?
JOE: [looking at the box] It’s all here?
JOE: Then no. It’s done. But I’ll count it when I leave.
Richard becomes anxious, nervously smirks and stands up.
RICHARD: Thank you. Goodbye.
Richard exits the pub in a hurry.
INT. THE SLUG & LETTUCE – 5:05PM
Steve sits down opposite Joe in a booth situated in the far right corner of the recently renovated pub.