My first impression after reading the book “My Virginity – the Autobiography” By Richard Branson is that he succeeded with lots of courage, adventures, and luck. I was living in this illusion of undertaking that if you take risks, and do bold things, have trust in yourself or just trusting the process, it will turn out well. He wrote a book that sounds very much pumping and inspirational the first time you read it, but then after reading some couple times more, you realized that it’s a little bit terrifying to live the life he took.
Yet I was pretty grateful to reread the book the third time. To see how he outplayed challenges and how he went with the adventure. Now that I was feeling a bit defeated, I picked up the book searching for guidance. Honestly, I felt that compared to the challenges that he faced, my problem was so small and little.
Perhaps one thing I admired about him is the rawness in this work. Perhaps integrity is not always his way of doing things, but he always put his heart into works. Another thing I learned, and I was thankful to have him said it, is that he did cry, collapsed, disappointed, sad, overwhelmed, shocked, and terrified. Several times. I wondered, what would be the drive for him to go forward. Why he aimed so high regardless of the risk and all the pain that he went through?
I wondered, what would it be to pick up more books and read. About life like him, and about other ways people overcome conflicts. I thought, it must be interesting to live.
Now that I am still alive, I wanted to do something different than yesterday.
It’s late and I hasn’t cleaned up my room yet. I would need to wake up at 6 am tomorrow. Maybe that I would have to retest my limit.