Today had its share of tension. Business tension, that is. The kind that comes from the eternal pitting of price versus quality. High demand, nearly as high resources. In a leadership position, sharing kinship with the punching bag and the pinata. Work grips the soul like some dread disease, consuming rational thought and mulching it into an emotional wasteland.
In those situations I've found salvation in whitewashing the mind, cleansing it with fascinating news, humor, dreams, perspective. Physically turning the mind from its prior obsession. Maybe I'm on stage, singing with the band while the house is rocking.
Tomorrow's going to be a win!
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