Call it a millennial crisis if you want.
But in my 30's, I realized l don't actually want the life I worked so hard for. I don't care about titles. I don't care about climbing anyone else's ladder. I care about time. I care about slow mornings. I care about peace. I care about bare feet at the beach with nowhere to be. I still want to make money.. just not at the cost of my life.
A toda esa gente que pone luces de navidad en la ventana, GRACIAS, porque yo voy por la calle enojado, con mal humor, veo tu ventana alumbrada y eso me transmite una felicidad, nostalgia, alegría, se ve preciosa