This really resonated with me for so many reasons. I feel exhausted. My friends feel exhausted too. I think it’s a combination of many things such as the never ending pandemic, the world around us seemingly falling apart day by day, etc. A while back I read an article talking about how, at the end of our lives, we won’t look back and say “Gosh, I really wish I had worked more.” This is how I’m feeling right now. At the end of my life, I want to look back and say “Gosh, I lived a happy life, traveled, lived and most importantly loved.” I’m not always sure how work in and of itself is compatible with that. As far as we know, at least right now anyway, we only have this one life and it is up to each of us to decide how best to live it and to honor it for the privilege that it is.