Keep Going

Persist for yourself 💪

It’s a red light. I’m stuck on US-1, 20 cars back. The guy next to me is buried in his phone—he’s in a Maserati, so I imagine he’s deep in some leather-scented, turbo-charged fantasy scroll. My jaw tightens as I watch the minutes tick up on Waze. 9:17. Yoga starts at 9:15.

How am I even running late? I’m usually the punctual one.

I crank up Bodies – Tycho…