Unfu*k Yourself: Get Out Of Your Head And Into ... -

Once the floor was clear, the silence in the room changed. The stadium in his head quieted down because he wasn't sitting in the stands anymore; he was on the field.

He wasn't "fixed," but he was moving. And for Leo, moving was the only way to stay out of his own way. Unfu*k Yourself: Get Out of Your Head and into ...

Leo stood up. He didn’t reach for his brushes—that felt too big. Instead, he reached for a trash bag. He began clearing the takeout containers and the "someday" clutter from his studio corner. He didn’t think about the bills or the painting. He just focused on the crinkle of the plastic. Once the floor was clear, the silence in the room changed

He had read all the books. He knew the mantras. But he was stuck in the "analysis abyss," a place where great ideas go to be picked apart until they die. And for Leo, moving was the only way