The firsts

I don’t remember the first comment I ever left. I don’t even remember the first blog post I ever published.

I don’t remember the first breath I breathed.

I don’t remember the first word I spoke.

I don’t remember the first book I read, tree I climbed, or meal I ate.

I don’t remember the firsts of many things that are now habits. They – the firsts – didn’t seem important at the time. Or in some cases, I was too ignorant to even understand they were firsts.

But without those firsts, I would’ve never made it to seconds, and definitely never made it to habits.

My advice? Create lots of firsts. (Update: Even if you don’t know why.)

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