I work. Days without anything to fill them aren’t comforting. They cause dread. They stretch on and on and on. Vacuous, empty. A wasteland that can fill with sharp-tongued thoughts and a sense of guilt and failure.
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Running the Metaphor
Sometimes, you end up running the metaphor. The rain starts to fall, externalizing, echoing the heart’s aches. It drums against the body, perhaps a soft, warm brush against skin or staccato. Hard, abrupt, cold.
Your Life Is not a Checkbook – Quit Trying to Balance It
Many people talk about having a work-life balance. I’m not one of them. I don’t believe in a work-life balance. Life and work are too messy to be in balance. The two can’t be placed in some sort of ledger and be made to cancel each other. They are not parts of an equation that can be balanced. I’m not even sure that they need to be balanced, at least not in the way the word “balanced” usually is understood.
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You Can’t Have It All
“Dream big” and “work hard” are phrases often fed to kids. Kids are told if they work hard enough that their dreams will come true. They will find Mr. or Mrs. Right. They will get the dream job with the cushy salary. They’ll live the American dream.