I've been reading the acclaimed novel, Tuesdays with Morrie this week but last night I put it down in favor of Hef's Little Black Book which I found on Gary's bookshelf.
Two very different books with distinct messages that have played their part in moving me past apathy onto the path of self-actualization. They've done for me what Freud did for Jung--sowed the seeds of success.
At the core of both books the message is love: love yourself and love those that love you. After all isn't that the crux of it all.
What I loved about both men, Morrie and Hugh, was their ability to don their PJs but keep living life to the fullest. I was always a fan of loungewear.
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it's hef, never hugh.
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