I’ve been stressed. I’ve been exhausted. I’ve been…. Not myself. Sometimes real life in NYC is questionable and I often go through months at a time where I wonder what all this is for. Then I have some time to reflect, some time with family, some… time. That’s when I realize all the mumbo jumbo I worry about doesn’t really matter in the end. If I’m not the best, it doesn’t make a difference. I’d much rather achieve everything I want far under the radar.