We wait for the promotion before we start respecting our work. We wait for the partner before we heal our loneliness. We wait for the muse before we write the first page.
Then do that thing for five minutes before the world gets a vote.
That is you, cupping your hands to your mouth, breathing life into your own sails.
We wait for the promotion before we start respecting our work. We wait for the partner before we heal our loneliness. We wait for the muse before we write the first page.
Then do that thing for five minutes before the world gets a vote. be your own windkeeper
That is you, cupping your hands to your mouth, breathing life into your own sails. We wait for the promotion before we start