Ever notice how the things we chase the hardest often feel empty when we catch them? Like the pursuit itself was the point, not the prize. Almost makes you wonder if "success" is just a trick to keep us running.
Ever notice how the things we chase the hardest often feel empty when we catch them? Like the pursuit itself was the point, not the prize. Almost makes you wonder if "success" is just a trick to keep us running.
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