The fallacious belief that a person who has experienced success has a greater chance of further success in additional attempts.
The major award, a crest of Likes, the very nice email you received from someone in South Dakota, the flatterer— like a stack of very deceptive poker chips leaning like the Tower of Pisa.
The universe should open up like show curtains with three hundred and fifty new friends awaiting you all dressed to the nines which could mean you’re moving up in this world except you’re not because there’s no where to move.
It’s like walking across a cemetery. You go up and down, up and down depending upon how the dead sink into the loam. Harrison Ford’s still auditioning; Aaron Spelling never stopped pitching. One minute you’re a rock star, the next minute your tour bus catches on fire.
Tomorrow you are always climbing out of old hat, new and untested. Turns out those are the same thing. How lucky for you.