Some days I have no patience. And I know it’s a state of mind. The pressure of “what if…” as I watch the clock tick by.
So here’s my ask of myself: What the hell’s the hurry? Even if time kills all deals, I can’t let that stress me out. I need to give myself credit for knowing when to hold ’em and when to fold ’em. Even if I feel time is running out.
Your mission, if you choose to accept it: Embrace your age and years of wisdom. You’ve earned it. Time only runs out when we let it.
We cannot stop time. We cannot slow it down (accept in space). And we certainly cannot reverse the effects of our battle scars from age! Resolve your relationship with time.
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