There’s only one word that I know is in the definition of burnout. Scared.
“I looked in the mirror, saw my dream pixie cut, and saw me – on the outside.”
When I hit the pavement, I feel like I’m flying. It’s the one time of the day that I feel the most like myself.
For me, it’s kind of like exercise. Yes, it will hurt. Possibly a little, but probably a lot. There are going to be times when I want to quit, when it doesn’t feel like it’s worth it. But at the end of the day, I’ll come out not only stronger but happier too.
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