I killed a tree today.
Well, I say killed. You can't really kill something if it's already dead. (You can't kill a steak, for example.) It would be more accurate to say that I sealed its fate. With my weight.
I got locked out of my house and I was trying to swing over my neighbour's fence into my back garden by holding onto one of the branches. And then *CRACK* thirty years of diligent growth snapped under the weight of a thirty year old tree killer.
Well, like I say, it was already dead, anyway.
This feels like an inauspicious way to start a journal about the fundamentals of success. I knew Monday was going to be a bad day to start. That was definitely a predictable outcome.
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