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Rockefeller’s job wasn’t to drill wells, load trains, or move barrels. It was to make good decisions. And making decisions requires, more than anything, quiet time alone in your own head to think a problem through. Rockefeller’s product – his deliverable – wasn’t what he did with this hands, or even his words. It was what he figured out inside his... See more

But now it has happened,

No use in talking

The silence between me and you

Has never had meaning.

It was, love it, that was all

That was asked.

But now it has happened,

No words for the foretime,

The desperation has made me the same,

Has made me another.

Who looks at the shape of the fish

Grow giant on the side of his bowl,

Who walks on the terrace

Observing... See more

I used to be a parrot, echoing other people's ideas, opinions, and beliefs, because I wasn’t sure of my own. I thought that by ‘borrowing’ and mimicking, I’d be more likeable, it’d be easier to seem cool, clever, or to belong. Looking back now, it gives me the ick—the amount of shit I nodded along to, gross. I think I was scared of looking stupid,... See more