But I couldn’t blow up my good life
in my prime earning years, right?
Wrong.
Which leads me to lessons
my mother Lolly taught me.
Lolly’s number one lesson:
don’t settle.
Don’t settle.
Now I’m aware that my
well-paying, glamorous career
is not exactly the humdrum,
“I hate my job” stereotype
that most people equate with settling.
But it was a settle for me,
because when I actually did
quit my job at the age of 38,
it was with the intention
that every day be a great adventure.
Now sometimes it was
a very scary adventure,
like being broke from the age of 40 to 45.
But even still, I wouldn’t trade that
for the safe and settled version,
because if I had, I would not
be here with y’all today.
(Applause and cheers)
Yeah.
So you know how when you like,
buck the system
and go against the status quo,
it makes people really uncomfortable?