How I wound up eating oysters in London with a millionaire

Bouncing along the cobblestones of Paris at 3:47 A.M., I started to become slightly annoyed with the day’s events.

These things can happen after you spend $350 on train tickets from Paris to London for a day, only to spend 4 hours delayed in transit. One of those hours was spent underneath the English channel. I tried to imagine manatees and dolphins swimming by, instead of splintered glass windows and water lapping around my neck.

At long last, I exited the Uber Pool, rode up an endless elevator, and crashed onto my hotel bed. The clock now read 4:12 A.M. My “real” job would start in a few hours.

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Wet clothes still clinging to my back, I had one thought:

“Worth it.”

Now comes the part of the post where I take imaginary questions from the audience in my brain:

“But Todd, what in the world were you doing out in Paris at 3 in the morning??”

(Wow, that voice sounded a lot like my mother).

Want to know the truth?

A book brought me there.

See, in the middle of the tortuous travel was one conversation with a friend. A friend who sent me a tweet 3 years ago. At first, I thought he was a robot. Now, he is tucked away in my inner circle.

Ash saw my book and wanted help writing his.

“Todd, you’re a storyteller,” he said. “I know you can help me get these ideas out of my head and into the book. Let’s see what we can do together.”

If you had told me writing a book would make me more than a few dollars on Amazon, I would be pretty pleased. If you told me writing a book would get me better treatment at work, I would have been surprised. If you’d told me that book would have put me in consistent contact with an Olympic athlete, I would have been stunned.

But if you told me it would take me around the world, slurping down oysters with a millionaire, I would have flat out called you a liar.

When you bring an idea into reality, you have no idea what will happen next.

For me, it’s been mostly good things. I couldn’t be more grateful.

This week, I’m going to ask you a question:

Where could a book take you?

We’re not talking theoretical daydreaming here. I want you to actually get out pen and paper to write at least ten places you could go if you wrote a book. These could be physical (Like my journeys abroad) or literal (like success on a certain platform).

It’s time to shake off your rational mind and imagine what is possible. You have been in chains for too long.

Much love as always ❤