The mind is perpetually stuck in the future, worried about tomorrow instead of tomorrow’s yesterday.
It’s as if we’re running toward an elusive finish line, lured by the temptation of retirement.
Hold up…why do we move so fast?
Skimming and skipping produce a race to the bottom. We expect the algorithms and Google shortcuts to provide the answers and solve a lack of intelligence.
Learning, of patience, through experience, stokes pure wildness. It is how we evolve.
Insecurity is life. In the attempt to lock it into place, we forfeit the musicality of motion.
Putting down the irreality of our screens, foregoing speedy impressions, we finally realize our potential.
This pace is the place to be.
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