Aiming for the achievable

Shit that we see in movies, magazine covers, Instagram, and centerfolds, it’s not real. Even if we ignore the editing skills and other arrays of, ahem, enhancements.

Comparing ourselves to the highlight reels of the world is like comparing Peter Pan to Peter Griffin. Or Emma Thompson to the Thompson submachine gun. The two don’t exist in the same universe.

That doesn’t mean we have to settle for average, though.

We just have to be careful where we look for validation.

And that’s often closer than we think.

-J