Which brings me back to the biggest rule of all, and that’s knowing yourself. I can’t be comfortable around people who haven’t gotten there. My comfort level is for the ones who’d walk across a burning bridge for one more drink of knowledge, and who feel connected to everything around them. Not many people make it. But the ones who do quit thinking they’re smarter than everybody else. They figure out they don’t actually know a thing. Continue reading Book of Rules.. that’s me