It’s so much easier just wasting time. It’s easier to manage the day when you can check out mentally. That’s why making it out of here is easy, you just continue to do the hard things and you’ll inevitably make it out. Nobody wants to do it every day so the gap from those that do and those that don’t is so far apart that it is impossible for them to go unnoticed. So they tend to excel in everything that they do and people just look at them and say that they’re lucky. That’s a cheap excuse, luck is real but it’s not the only factor for winning. Luck just happens, but winning is earned. You can’t even get close to winning without first doing something right. Luck just happened to like what you were doing so it chose you to take the win.
There’s always an easier route—numbing yourself through the day, coasting from one distraction to the next. It makes the hours go by faster, and it spares you from facing the emptiness that can creep in when you’re idle. But that ease has a cost. It buries you in place. It makes you forget what you were after in the first place. I’ve learned that doing the hard thing, even when no one’s watching, is the only path that actually leads somewhere.
The truth is, most people tap out. They’ll do the right thing for a little while, then stop. They get tired. They make excuses. And that’s where the separation happens. Because the ones who keep going—who build regardless of how they feel—begin to stand apart. People call them gifted, say they’re lucky. But what they’re really seeing is someone who never quit, someone who made space for luck to land.
Luck only recognizes momentum. It shows up when it sees something in motion. That’s why I keep moving. Because I want to earn everything I have coming. I don’t want to leave it to chance—I want to build a life that luck would be proud to touch. So I keep showing up. Keep doing the work. Let them think it’s luck. I’ll know the truth.
