

I just suddenly had this calm feeling, like the air inside my lungs was the same as the air outside my body. It was peaceful. You know the feeling when you think a jalapeño popper is gonna be too hot, but you bite into it anyway and it’s actually the perfect temperature?

It shouldn’t have to be a privilege to be able to turn down a job because of poor decisions management makes, but you can really only get away with this if you have options.