I used to think that the only way to be successful was to be the hardest worker in the room.
What size pond to you want to swim in?
To all people crazy enough to dare to dream…
“Find someone
who sees
your madness
as magic.”
By Julia Strelou
@jstrelou_poetry
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One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.