This isn’t to say there won’t be times when you must work overtime, but if you’re consistently the last one left at the office, there’s something wrong with that picture.
What makes life worth living in the face of death? What do you do when the future, no longer a ladder toward your goals in life, flattens out into a perpetual present? What does it mean to have a child, to nurture a new life as another fades away?
“My father believes hunger is in the mind. I know differently. I know that hunger is in the mind and the body and the heart and the soul.” ― Roxane Gay