Work pulled me away, but it also brought me back. It's a beautiful thing that's been abused and soiled down, misunderstood, and seen as the enemy. But what if it's our relationship with work that's stopping us from doing it? What if work ain't so bad? What if we made peace with the truth, that we can run but we can't hide from the duties our purpose begs us to perform? What if we embraced the responsibilities of living this life?

What if we let work bring us back to ourselves?

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