โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฌ I do a job that I don't really like, I think I've already told you. I work because, like everyone else, I have no choice, because I have to make a living.

Every day, I juggle a job that I have to endure... and a passion that I live on Nostr. And I think you've noticed that I often put the passion first. Maybe at a loss, but it's uncontrollable.

I spend my days jumping from garden to garden: from one world that empties me, to another that fills me.

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It is time to stop running, no one is chasing you.

Your passion allow you a kind of oxygen and hope, that you need.

But don't let it eat you too.

Sometimes it is good to rest yourself and think about what you want to do in your life and plan some actions to reach your goal.

Take some time to listen to your needs, your hopes, your heart. It is never useless, because it is what you are and not what you want to be for others.

It is important for you to know that you are not empty or filled from the outside, your own energy is already here and is shining when you do things you like, and decreasing things you don't like.

Things don't come from outside but from inside.

Thank you for your words

God bless you๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซก

Keep jumping the fence is going to disappear at done point ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ’œ

๐Ÿซก thanks Dave