What happens when we show up to do our work, our training/exercise or to contribute day after day, after day… Then we get tired? We get sick of it? There’s a short filter I apply, which sometimes means a pivot into something new, sometimes means buckle down and keep going: Wait. Do I need rest?...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
