And I think to myself: This is what it’s all about
I remember it was a Monday afternoon at work. I was cranky and tired. The phones were ringing off the hook, as they usually do at the office on Mondays. I saw my assistant’s silhouette behind the frosted glass door of my office and almost rolled my eyes. I had so much to do and …
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