Twenty years ago, I had no clue where I’d be today. Today, I have no clue where I’ll be in twenty years.
Did the future scare me? Yes.
Does it still today? Yep.
Should it have? Should it still? No way.
Happy New Year.
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Effing with Fear
American Airlines sent me an interesting offer. If I fly 9,000 miles in the next three months, I can keep my Platinum Status. I could do it. And it wouldn’t cost that much.
It’s an interesting proposition. Cutting the security line. Boarding the plane first. Free checked bags. Walking a little taller.
Nobody who hasn’t had Platinum Status would take this offer right? The benefits are nice, but are they worth the time and cost of flying 9,000 miles in three months? No way.
But for me? A guy who has tasted the world of Platinum Status? I considered. I considered taking a ride to Paris and back. Twice.
Fear sells. And it almost got me.
I fear losing my Platinum Status. But I realized I fear being forever addicted to Platinum Status even more.