So as a New Yorker, an especially busy New Yorker, I have to work hard. I live life very fast and seems to never really cut a break, it’s like I am always training. I am working hard/training hard to run this epic marathon. 10 times out of 10 this marathon is called the Race of Life. There should be a clause in there that state freedom and liberty too, but hey, I don’t think I am the only one feeling like this.
What is your week to week like? What do you do the most each and every week?
My days are always stacked if I have my way. Happily I don’t always have my way, I am a bit soft with kindness. Trust me it’s not too good of a thing. I always find something to do to entertain myself, and I just keep going and going until I finish. But my life is just one marathon I am running that there is currently no end in sight. I work hard and it pays I guess. Not really broke at the moment.
If you can define your life currently what would you consider it?
Thanks for reading,
“Working Is Like Running a Marathon”