No. If I go through those doors and work that twelve hour I have fallen to weakness. I will have let my fear of not having a job overwhelm my sense of dignity and priorities. My self worth even. But, weak is exactly what I will be. Fearful is exactly what I’m going to be. I’m going to do my time. Come home. Go to bed. Then do it all over again.
Because we are all sellouts letting pieces of paper run our lives.