Good night everybody, I'm a 26yo architect from Buenos Aires, currently working on my family studio while I'm designing some products to create my business. I rumble a lot in my early 20s but I get my degree in December 2020. Let's say I had the sidewalk mentality while driving on the slow lane. After university and long celebrations, I develop a system for improving myself and trigger habits that really works (reality hit me, needed to change) and I shift to slow lane mentality. I am reading a book a week since august. Long story short, in January I read 4 books, one of them was The intelligent investor (graham), then I read Richest Man in Babylon and then I read "Millionaire Fastlane " that flush into the toilet almost everything I learn on the other two (and many more during last year). Like some of you, I never thought of reading a book with that title but I see a couple of YT videos about it and I give it a shot. Really eye-opening for me and changed my short-term, mid and life objectives. I've been already working on my business since last year but now my purpose is clear and for someone that has been lost his entire life in this regard is something. I'm convinced. Hope I will be sharing my journey, insights, and good news in the future.
TIME IS KING. Brief insight.
Last December I was walking out of a nightclub with two friends. It was a Wednesday 3AM (yeah I work but Im autonomous so I can). I was walking slowly behind the two of them when I feel the arm of a stranger around my neck. I could barely breathe, my legs were hanging. I feel like five of them came from my side to assault my friends. They were able to react and defend themselves. I didn't understand anything that happen. I was trying to breathe but I didn't hit the guy, because I couldn't see if he had a gun or a knife or something. Eventually, I get him off and I ran but only one of my friends follows. The other was being grabbed by 5/6 thieves and being punched. So we step in and fight them. I punch two, I receive three punches back. Nothing serious. The thieves ran away. They take all of my stuff. I went from fear to anger because I realize they were cowards. I get on with my life but the next week I replay the scene in my head when I shower, I wash the dishes, etc. I don't want to be dramatic, thankfully they only took my phone and wallet, weren't dangerous, but in those 10/15 seconds I wasn't able to breathe I had a million thoughts. A part of my brain, was trying to figure out what was going on (how many of them are, where are they, where are my friends, "oh, they are robbing you, right?"), what to do (do I hit him, does he have a gun, etc) suppositions, how to handle the fact that I can't breathe and so on. And they argue with each other. There was one voice on my head that I recall, it lasted only a second, the fear voice. The fear already figure out that was the end of everything. It plays all the news headlines that appear every week about a tragedy that happens somewhere in the country. The fear expected a gunshot, a stab or a hit at any moment. . I remember observing the void and saying "this is it? I didn't do anything with my life" (Seriously some voice in my head thought that). After fear I take action and the rest is history. I meditate on that experience and I get a life-changing moment for free (There was no real danger but I couldn't know). My valuation of time and life radically change after that. I cancel some (useless) commitments I have after this. I stop giving away my time to things that don't serve my purpose, I do fun things, travel or hang out but only after I get tired of working for me and my freedom. A reminder that time is our most valuable asset. Of course, I didn't expect to get assaulted from behind, before the unexpected strikes, what are you doing with your life?
TIME IS KING. Brief insight.
Last December I was walking out of a nightclub with two friends. It was a Wednesday 3AM (yeah I work but Im autonomous so I can). I was walking slowly behind the two of them when I feel the arm of a stranger around my neck. I could barely breathe, my legs were hanging. I feel like five of them came from my side to assault my friends. They were able to react and defend themselves. I didn't understand anything that happen. I was trying to breathe but I didn't hit the guy, because I couldn't see if he had a gun or a knife or something. Eventually, I get him off and I ran but only one of my friends follows. The other was being grabbed by 5/6 thieves and being punched. So we step in and fight them. I punch two, I receive three punches back. Nothing serious. The thieves ran away. They take all of my stuff. I went from fear to anger because I realize they were cowards. I get on with my life but the next week I replay the scene in my head when I shower, I wash the dishes, etc. I don't want to be dramatic, thankfully they only took my phone and wallet, weren't dangerous, but in those 10/15 seconds I wasn't able to breathe I had a million thoughts. A part of my brain, was trying to figure out what was going on (how many of them are, where are they, where are my friends, "oh, they are robbing you, right?"), what to do (do I hit him, does he have a gun, etc) suppositions, how to handle the fact that I can't breathe and so on. And they argue with each other. There was one voice on my head that I recall, it lasted only a second, the fear voice. The fear already figure out that was the end of everything. It plays all the news headlines that appear every week about a tragedy that happens somewhere in the country. The fear expected a gunshot, a stab or a hit at any moment. . I remember observing the void and saying "this is it? I didn't do anything with my life" (Seriously some voice in my head thought that). After fear I take action and the rest is history. I meditate on that experience and I get a life-changing moment for free (There was no real danger but I couldn't know). My valuation of time and life radically change after that. I cancel some (useless) commitments I have after this. I stop giving away my time to things that don't serve my purpose, I do fun things, travel or hang out but only after I get tired of working for me and my freedom. A reminder that time is our most valuable asset. Of course, I didn't expect to get assaulted from behind, before the unexpected strikes, what are you doing with your life?
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