Coronavirus, layoffs, stock market dumps, election campaigns that are simply wild, people at the office talking about death and toilet paper and shopping on the weekends and deliverables, freezing temperatures, and festering cruise ships. When Jordan Peterson says “life will get you” he’s not kidding. We have to take care of ourselves and our home and work fucking hard all the time. We slip, we suffer. And not always constructive suffering. It’s the shot kind that weakens when it doesn’t kill. There’s a lot to take in. Time to get and (thank you David Goggins) stay fucking hard.
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