๐ŸŒ—I am giving my full half.
 
My half heres, half theres are deadly.
 
In the long run.
 
The long run repeats itself.
 
That Monday.
 
The minute I return from lunch break.
 
The day Iโ€™m back from vacation.
 
A vacation for the mind.
 
Where I get to fill up my heart with things that are non-work related.
 
Until the day when I step back into the cycle
 
Of checking emails, having a break and checking emails again.
 
Of disciplining my mind hoping that..
 
โ€ฆ thatโ€ฆ
 
hoping what?
 
That my love life will give me the lost fulfilment I have been craving for?
 
That my children eventually pay back for the time invested in them?
 
That my friends take care or the liberation of my spirit?
 
That someday I win the aliveness lottery?
 
HOPING WHAT? EXACTLY?
 
What am I hoping for by just waiting?
 
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[dramatic pause]
 
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I know it. You know it and you feel it.
 
๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ•
 
THE ANTIDOTE TO EXHAUSTION IS NOT HAVING MORE TIME. IT’S BEING ๐Ÿ’ฅMORE ALIVE.โ˜„๏ธ
 
๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ•
 
What do you want to dare today to make yourself 3% happier?
 
= = = = = = =
 
โ™ฅ๏ธWe love you.โ™ฅ๏ธ
 
โ™ฅ๏ธWe really do.โ™ฅ๏ธ
 
Your Arc Crew
 
โ€ฆthat has a total crush on you, your mission, your anxieties and your true awesomeness.