Sleep: The Input I Keep Losing
Tyk Sullivan writes about discipline and holds some of the worst sleep scores in his own circle. On sleep as the multiplier input, and why it is an evening discipline.
Insights
The archive, page 2 of 3. Older lessons by Tyk Sullivan. Newest essays are at Insights.
Tyk Sullivan writes about discipline and holds some of the worst sleep scores in his own circle. On sleep as the multiplier input, and why it is an evening discipline.
Risk management is deciding, in advance, how much you can lose without changing your future. The pieces in plain English. Educational, not advice.
A paper worth half the grade, one primitive essay tool, twenty-five pages of confident nonsense. Tyk Sullivan on the AI leverage lesson he learned a decade early.
Tyk Sullivan listed his occupied rental on Airbnb at a number nobody should pay. A company booked it for a commercial shoot. Offers, not surveys, measure demand.
Fault is history. Responsibility is logistics. Tyk Sullivan on why ownership is a relief, not a burden, and the audit that turns waiting into a to-do list.
Work ethic is not taught. It is transmitted by proximity. Tyk Sullivan on watching his dad work 4 AM to 6 PM, and how to borrow a work ethic you did not inherit.
Every competitor makes the same promises, so the market prices promises at zero. Tyk Sullivan on the proof ladder: borrowed, demonstrated, and accumulated evidence.
The woo version deserves its reputation. The working version changed Tyk Sullivan’s life: flawed, detailed mental images that feel like memories you have not had yet.
Ask people their perfect day and they describe a vacation. Tyk Sullivan on designing the repeatable Tuesday instead, and aiming the ambition at protecting it.
Most stalled businesses are unknown, not unwanted. Tyk Sullivan on the awareness problem founders keep misdiagnosing as a product problem.
The shopping cart is the purest character test in modern life: no reward, no punishment, no witnesses. Tyk Sullivan on second-order people and why the cart tells the truth.
Is it too late to start over? Run the math and count your inventory. Tyk Sullivan on restarts, dwelling, and the one person who never doubted him.
Your life runs at the standard you enforce, not the one you admire. Tyk Sullivan on floors, tolerances, and raising the bar one notch at a time.
Motivation fades. Discipline is expensive. Obsession is friction inverted — and non-renewable. Tyk Sullivan on converting an obsessive season into skills, systems, assets, and identity.
A clock measures speed. A compass measures direction. Tyk Sullivan on the brutal math of a bad heading — and the three questions to ask before you touch the throttle.
As a kid, Tyk Sullivan sold a portfolio of 300 internet domains for fast money. The lesson cost more than the sale. Assets vs. cash, explained. Educational, not advice.
Willpower is a finite resource playing a repeating game — it loses on volume. Tyk Sullivan on environment design: remove the choice instead of fighting it.
A windfall without a framework is a loan. Tyk Sullivan on exit psychology, the round trip he rode himself, and why entries are a hobby while exits are the skill. Educational, not advice.
Private labeling is selling a product someone else manufactures under your own brand. Tyk Sullivan explains how the economics work — and the version he ran at age twelve.
Market sentiment is the collective mood of everyone in the market — and it’s usually late. A plain-English guide by Tyk Sullivan. Educational, not advice.
Don’t quit on frustration. Tyk Sullivan on the job as bridge financing — the cheapest capital you’ll ever raise, and the exit condition that keeps a bridge a bridge.
A finished map quietly caps who you can become. Tyk Sullivan on what leaving your hometown actually changes — and the mistake that can waste the whole move.
Good outcomes from bad process teach catastrophic lessons. Tyk Sullivan on resulting, the boring links in the chain, and the investment he believed in for years — that never existed.
Andy Frisella’s Power List — five critical tasks, written the night before — plus the front-loading twist Tyk Sullivan runs: done by ten, the day is already won.