It could be a one hour wait before you have to board your flight, or it might be a 10hr long lay over … whatever the airport wait is, it doesn’t have to be a torture.
The number of instances in which you sent the “On my way!!” text while you were still putting on pants is inappropriate.
People who don’t spend time on their own are people who don’t know who they are and what they want.
Sometimes, when we look back, we can see that paths we did choose were taken a poor time in our lives. We wish we could restart and try that path again.
I want to waste the best years of my life making memories with you.
The concept of time would cease to exist, perhaps, but we’d still be able to count seconds on our fingers like we grew up doing no matter what.
They are not the one. Your person is somewhere out there making their way to you. But it’s not this clown. Chill.
When running, time is right there, pushing, taunting, driving, and defining you.
When you showed me where it still hurt, the wounds in your soul that ran too deep, I wanted to look to you and say, “Then that is where will start.”
One way to get more deep work done is to cultivate a disinterest with the trivial things that other people get distracted by (hint: watching debates/political maneuvering a year before an election).