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How to Crash Without Burning
There’s nothing wrong with recovery days.
Early afternoon skids down the tarmac, and you’re just now waking up. You must be a drug addict. Or a rock star. Maybe an artist of some kind. Otherwise, here comes everyone with their clipboards.
There must be something wrong. You’re depressed. No? Then dehydrated. That must be it. Oh. Well, maybe you have a vitamin deficiency.
Or you just need someone to love…
Actually, none of the above. You feel refreshed. Relaxed. Focused. Even optimistic. You’re ready to tackle life on turbo mode. But wait. Someone out there probably wants you to feel guilty first.
At least for a few minutes.
They wanted you up hours ago, bending one leg overhead on a dock somewhere, positioned just so under a lens flare— ideally before a networking and marketing event. Next up, fifteen minutes staring wistfully through a cafe window with your laptop slightly askew.
But that’s not you. Not today. Your afternoon starts with dishes from last night. Taking out the trash. Changing that light bulb.
And now you’re finally getting somewhere on Project X. All the doors that felt locked before stand wide open now, like they used to do. So don’t feel bad. Sometimes your system needs a…