This week I had a extremely frustrating moment on something I had been pursuing and passionately wanting fall apart.  I definitely said Shit, Fuck and Damn… A LOT.    

Then I remembered my own post here and, because of it, went straight to the next phase…  NEXT!!!

SHIT.  FUCK.  DAMN…  NEXT!!!!

If you are constantly trying, reaching and striving, then a bombardment of rejections and setbacks are coming your way.  And those setbacks sting.

Go ahead and feel those feelings.  Bitch and curse about them…  for a moment. 

And then move past them and become that loud-mouthed guy behind the deli counter and yell out to yourself… NEXT!!!!

And, if you are doing this right, there is ALWAYS a “next”.   That deli counter ticket machine anticipates LOTS of numbers.  And there are always refills for even more.

Create a mental image of infinite rolls and rolls of numbers, of chances, of opportunities.   

Things don’t work out as you had hoped?  

Toss that ticket number to the floor, bemoan it for a brief moment, then move on…

NEXT!!!!!