Work hard, play harder.
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I’ve stopped waiting for permission to live—permission to be happy, to chase what lights me up, to be messy and imperfect. I’m taking it, one bold choice at a time.
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I love the way my cat kneads my blanket before napping—paws pushing soft fabric, a quiet rhythm that feels like she’s making the space hers (and mine, too).
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