

In high school, I was a sprinter. My destination was always in sight, and it was quick to reach. All of my energy was expended for several seconds, and then I was done. Recuperation was also short, so there was an ease with which I experienced the ebb and flow of energy release and replenishment. I tend to believe that everything should offer that same immediate sense of accomplishment and subsequent relief. Run, cross the finish line, reset, and then move on to the next race, the next task, or the next thing. Life isn’t a sprint toward a finish…
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