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I Don't Remember When I Stopped Having Things I Was Excited About.
Someone asked me recently what I do for fun. I paused. Not because I didn't understand the question. But because the answer took longer to arrive than it should have. I used to know immediately. There were things I looked forward to. Things that were just mine. Not useful. Not productive. Not for anyone else. Just things that made the week feel like it had something in it worth getting to. I can't tell you exactly when that changed. There was no moment. No decision. No mornin
Suchit Patel
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