I'm Not Here to Make Life Easy for You: A Love Letter to My Future Children
Work is often a prerequisite for great beauty. Every laugh involves a heave of the chest. Every deep, fulfilling breath moves the diaphragm. Every smile requires the movement of muscles and every glance above requires your neck to fold behind you. Every beautiful thing requires work.
Neal Samudre, ContributorCreator of EssentialHustle.com