I Am Not A Morning Person
Days are short and few.
Should you find breath come morning,
Then morning will do.
Days are short and few.
Should you find breath come morning,
Then morning will do.
It’s that special time of year — when I channel Marie Kondo, The Terminator, and a monk all at once. Everything must go: emails, apps, unread voicemails, maybe even an acquaintance or two.
I've long believed self-actualization can only be found in relentless dedication to oneself and one's principles. Perhaps that's why it's been so out of reach for me. There's a lack of consistency and commitment on my part—confusing selfishness and
It's been... a minute. I know. If I want to get writing again, even semi-regularly, I first have to write "something." So, here goes. You know the whole dedicated-not-motivated mantra? I've been neither. Nothing is working. Except for me, I'm working... a
This morning, I’m reminded of the perpetual power of dedication and humility. Do hard things. Fail often. Share your lessons. Show gratitude.