They say making money is hard. They say making money is mint. They say money makes money. Dough and play makes someone mint every single day.
I want my piece of the pie. I want that money. I'm manifesting some moolah. I'm looking at all the tutorials. Reading books that's available to me. In print. In digital copy. In blogs. In audio books. In chat rooms.
I'm reading em.
How far am i along. An i making mint. Is my grind working. Earning my keep. Money making knee deep. Rolling in drips and drabs. I know every cent counts. Every dollar stacks. Any amount gives.
The ultimate goal? Money comes while i sleep. Late in the evening. Here is late but somewhere someone's just woken up getting ready to make mint. That's the pie i want a piece of. A single digit percentage will do me since ever dollar cent counts.
Eventually the snowball just gets bigger and bigger. The light gets brighter. The ideas come in every single waking hour that I'm manifesting that mint. Only a foolish me would ignore that smallest amount. No billionaire ever ignored a single drop of their blood sweat and tears to make that mint. So why should i not do the same.
I've read i should act more and think less. I say i should do both. There's no time to do things separately, especially when all my waking hour is spent studying, observing, absorbing and digesting every and all knowledge I've collected in my fragile head.
Hope i don't drop dead from all the thoughts running through my head.
Thanks for listening to this poor boy trying to become a rich man.
