A big titty Instagram faux influencer shared the title of this post with me last week. It didn’t come across like it would have from Socrates or Plato, but her inverted face (she was upside down for some reason and her boobs were scrunched up to her head by gravity) ((this position must be positive towards views, but I wasn’t sure if I should have been turning my phone upside down so she appeared right side up)) screamed to me that she was telling me an important lesson. I reflected deeply on this while I was in a Vegas hotel room, exactly as she described, tired.

It started last Monday waking up at my usual time of 6, putting in a half day at work, getting on a 5pm plane to arrive in Vegas at 9pm. I ate a meal at 10pm after only having lunch and went to sleep at 11. Jeff and I met the next morning to set up a trade show where we were on display until 5pm, then we had dinner until 10, and did it again the next day. I got back on Thursday with a 5 hour flight time traveling forward and was able to get a decent night’s sleep. My Friday consisted of the same early rise, a workout, meeting up with Joe for his 40th, and then hanging out and playing pool with CK4 to end the night. Then a golf round on Saturday led me to being physically exhausted on Saturday evening where I passed out at 8pm only to arise at 6 am ready for some football. I was finally feeling better because I can say i was hardly fresh for any of the last few days.

Which brings me back to the sage wisdom of the influencer, if you’re not tired, are you even doing life? Being tired means you’re living. If you’re constantly in a state of relaxation, sure you may live a few days more (who gives a shit if you live longer when you’re 90), but the stress that comes with your development as a human is not there. You’re unreliable in a crunch because you’re soft. So as much as I enjoy complaining when I’m tired, I think it’s for the best.

Take today for instance, after 3 days of routine life, I’m physically feeling better. My brain is sharper. I can plan out a schedule easier. I handle conversations with ease and the world isn’t all that unsurmountable. This is important as well, because it’s needed to organize the mess that comes with the chaos. It’s an ongoing balance of push and pull of the responsibilities. Finding the fun in it all if the true challenge. I’m forever working on this and will continue to take the advice with bra sizes of D and higher.