When you can’t find ten minutes in the day for a break.
When the quality of the day is squeezed out and vanished, ungraspable.
When you’ve even stopped noticing the quality isn’t there.
And the back to back meetings have reached the point where none of what people say is going in any more.
And you’ve decided that you want better, more respect for their time, and yours, and what they have to say.
Tomorrow, in your respectfully adjusted day, now with breaks between meetings, you’ll have time for this.
More than respectful, now it’s also a pleasure.
Just under six and a half minutes of another world and, imho, sublime beauty via Maria Popova.
