I’ve struggled with this for years. As Dostoyevsky said, “I swear to you that to think too much is a disease, a real, actual disease.” The disease causes mediocrity and the eventual rotting of your soul.

You can always imagine the perfect life, it takes guts to actually get out and do something.

I think if more people could bring themselves to commit to taking even small steps toward the life they with they had, anxiety and depression would be cut by half or more.

Great read!