It’s four o’clock on a Sunday afternoon. The house is quiet and I’m pondering my future. And my past. I probably should take a long nap instead. I can’t though — my mind is racing. I’m about to rethink everything I’m doing. What’s working. What’s not.
It’s time to hit the reset button. To clear the cache. To defragment the hard drive. Great things are coming. I just need to tweak my plan to make it so.
I’ve allowed others’ disbelief in me to hold me back. No more.
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