I could say this:
My son is definitely a source of motivation for me but I think deep down it’s really a combination of things – selfish things. Let me explain.
I think we all can draw motivation from friends, family and loved ones but when it really comes down to it the core of our motivation is often quite selfish. I believe I’m great. I believe that ever since I was a young boy I witnessed things happen around me and thought I was better than that, that I could learn from other people’s mistakes and be better than them – because of them. So I’m obligated to do something great in order to honour the people I learned from to which I am grateful.
But what gets me up early and keeps me awake late at night is the thought of differentiating myself from the dreamers, the what ifs and the procrastinators of the world. Because I’m better than that and that is what motivates me.
But yeah my son is hella motivating also 🙂