Chapter 27 - You are a Badass by Jen Sincero
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air Stosic. You are a badass by Jensen Shero. Chapter 27 beam me up scotty. Nothing is impossible. The word itself says I'm possible. Audrey Hepburn actress icon fabulous! My grandmother on my mother's side lived to be 100 years old. Nana was as waspy as they make them prissy reserved, able to avoid confrontation with the skilled precision of an F- 16 pilot. For as long as I can remember, she always looked exactly the same. She was eternally adorned in a cardigan, pinned together at the top by an antique brooch, her pink lipstick and sparkly brown eyes shining through a face full of wrinkles that erupted in a series of oh dears! Every time she laughed. In her long lifetime, nana witnessed the birthing of such pivotal human achievements. Is the phone, the car, the tv, human flight, the computer, the internet and rock and roll. The two things that blew her mind the most however were putting a man on the moon and the soda dispensers at Mcdonald's. She'd stand there watching, gripped by disbelief as an employee placed a cup, small medium or large beneath the spout, push the button and walked away, leaving the machine to fill it up the perfect proper amount. How does it know where to stop? Nana would shake her head mortified. How does it know after we figured out how to clone a sheep, she pretty much threw in the towel on ever questioning anything again. One day my family took her out for a lunch to a restaurant on the top floor of some giant hotel. When we got into the elevator, someone accidentally pushed the button for the floor. We were already on the moment the doors closed, making them open right back up again, Thinking we'd gone up 45 flights in a split second. We watched my sweet little grandmother exit the elevator nervously patting her hair as she wandered down the hallway muttering to herself, why not? I want to sign off here by encouraging you to pursue your dreams with the same belief that anything is possible as a little old lady in knee high stockings and sensible. Heels who was born in 1903 and lived through the most technologically flabbergasting century to date Whatever you desire to do with your precious life, write jokes or rock out or start a business or learn to speak greek or quit your job or raise a bunch of kids or fall in love or lose your flab or open orphanages around the world or direct movies or save dolphins or make millions or live in a canyon in a loincloth. Believe that it's possible and that it's available to you and that you deserve to be, do have it. Why not give yourself the permission and the means yes. Includes the money to be who you are, regardless of what anybody else thinks or believes is possible. Do not deny yourself the life you want to live because you're worried, you're not good enough or that you'll be judged or that it's too risky because who does that benefit? No one That's who, when you live your life doing the things that turn you on that you're good at that bring you joy that make you shove stuff in people's faces and scream, check this out. You walk around solid up that you shoot sunbeams out of your eyeballs, which automatically lights up the world around you, which is precisely why you are here to shine your big *** ball of fire onto this world of ours, A world that literally depends upon light to survive. You are powerful, you are loved, you are surrounded by miracles, believe really believe that what you desire is here and available to you and you can have it all love yourself. You are a bad ***.