I get lost in the act of wishing. I wish I played tennis more.  I wish I were more extroverted.   I wish I played guitar better.  I wish I did a better job of marketing this blog. I wish those jeans I got a couple of years ago weren't so tight. I wish I were more comfortable (and effective) at networking.  I wish that I wrote (and published) more often.  I wish I were taller.  I wish I called my mom more often.  I wish I didn't have a commute. I wish I had published a book  by now. I wish I … [Read more...]