For my first job in Washington, DC, I worked very long hours. One night, a rare dinner date was lined up. “What time do you get off?” my date asked to coordinate. A long, awkward pause followed. “It’s kind of a philosophical question,” I finally admitted.
That was fine by me at the time, but it shouldn’t have been. We all have busy seasons in our lives, yet there’s more to life than work. A whole lot more.
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