How much of our days do we spend on our image? How often don’t we do something we feel like doing, because we’re concerned how others might perceive us? How often do we do something we don’t feel like doing, simply to portray ourselves in a certain way to others?
What a waste of life.
Today, I want to share a personal story with you that culminated in a wild, shirtless night in a tiny bar on a Greek island.
Stop letting your ego get in the way of living life fully.
It’s too easy to get caught up in our own sense of self-importance. Let go, and celebrate life fully.
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