It’s taken a long time and a lot of work to get here, but I think I’ve finally cultivated a healthy work-WORK balance.
I mean, WTF to people even do with the “Life” part of their balance? Post self care memes on Instagram? I don’t understand.
If I don’t work 7 days a week, it’ll be that much longer before my work project is mature enough to handle itself so I can fly somewhere else for 7 days.
With the shot of perspective I got this week, I’m beginning to wonder about how incorrectly I’m living.
Someday I’ll die, and I wonder if all I’ll have to my name is a thumbdrive half full of photos from the meager handful of vacations I’ve taken in my entire life.
If I give enough of my body to the grinder, maybe they’ll let me turn the crank.