Five Things to Do When You Don’t Know What to Do


In my early years, I would become frantic, kind of like someone who’d been thrown overboard a boat and was grappling for the life preserver. I gradually realized that the more I grappled, the farther from me the life preserver drifted. I learned that it was far better to stop flailing around, conserve my energy, and – as patiently as possible – tread water until the life preserver came my way on its own. Continue reading

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