praticamente lei per 9800m si è annoiata, ha pensato alla sua vita, a cosa mangerà a cena e ai programmi di ferragosto, poi ha finito il riposino ed è entrata in modalità alieno mollandole lì
Feels like massive overreach to use a national emergency alert system like that. Surely it’s meant to be for ‘drop everything and prepare for something terrible’ situations.
all roads lead you back to yourself, to the standards you ignored, the boundaries you softened, the intuition you doubted. life keeps repeating lessons until you finally listen and become a better version of yourself.
Classic. 16 years old, a crap skin fade, G-Star jeans and an elvis Jesus T-shirt and Joop or cool waters aftershave. Going anywhere that would serve you. What a time we had
The greatest middle finger you can give modern life is becoming impossible to rush. Look around. Taste the coffee. Finish the conversation. Let impatient people overtake you. Most of them don't even know where they're sprinting.
Keep your problems smaller than your life. A flat tire is a flat tire. A bad meeting is a bad meeting. A canceled flight is just an extra two hours. These things become catastrophes when you let them. But they stay manageable when you remember the depth of your real life- the people you love, the work you care about, the beautiful years still ahead. Zoom out. Fit your reaction to the size of the problem.