I picked up a copy of Dale Carnegie’s 352 pg bestseller, How to Stop Worrying and Start Living, and immediately feared I could never finish it.
Now, two years later, my fears appear justified.
It sits on my top shelf next to War and Peace, (and the cliff notes to War and Peace), taunting me. Telling me I am a failure.
352 pages. What a fool I am. Ha!
Yes, I’m afraid my story is one of a phoenix who rose too high.
Score one for you Mr. Carnegie.
You’ll find me cowered in the basement, where I’ve been for the past two years, your book’s crumpled dust cover in my sweaty hands.