pit stops, 9.20.23

it made me feel a lot better when you said this was never the end goal for me, that this was only a pit stop. i liked the sound of that. what some people are treating as a race, i’m treating as a pit stop. it’s so easy to get caught up in climbing the ladder, that you don’t realize how much time flies by under the radar. they make you unhappy and unfulfilled, then sell you glimpses of a dream along with the premise things will get better to keep you around. it’s all psychological. it’s just enough to keep you going, yet not enough to keep you fulfilled. then by the time you realize this, you’re about to retire and spent the most colorful years of your life painting a beautiful canvas on behalf of someone else. it’s depressing when you think about it. i’m not waiting until i’m retired to enjoy my life.

i refuse to.

-ratha, 10:03pm, 9.20.23