Walking to the bathroom, scrolling the phone, podcast at double-time in a single earbud. At the afterparty, talking to a middle manager, scanning the room for more VIPs. Biting into a sumptuous steak, already cutting the next bite. Hiking in the foothills, planning a first fourteener. Checking everything off. How can I do more tomorrow? One more sale. One more career change. One more move to something bigger. One more epiphany. Then I’ll be free.
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