You HAVE to enjoy life after you get off work or you gone feel like you slaving away. Like PLEASE go have drinks on a random Wednesday. YES do that beach picnic too. That’s right, go practice pottery on a Tuesday evening. That go to work, go home, go to work, go home shit is 0/10
I’m currently surviving the hardest season of my life. I have no clue what God is up to. Nevertheless, I’m standing in expectation that on the other side of this, there will be joy.