I spend my life living in a gap.
The gap between where I am and where I want to be.
The gap between what I eat and what I should be eating.
The gap between what I have achieved and what I could have achieved.
The gap between what I have learned and what I still need to learn.
The gap between the difference I make and the difference I want to make.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the gap - it provides the tension I need to keep moving forward, and without it I would just stagnate. I just sometimes wish I wasn’t here, in the gap between how much slack I cut myself and how much slack I should…