As I have gotten older, I have become less tolerant of people wasting my time. Why? Because I am closer to the end and not the beginning of my life. Why? I am not afraid of hard work, but I need a valid justification on why I need to sacrifice my time for you. The last thing I want to think when I take my last breath is, what did I miss? Obviously, it is impossible to achieve everything, but you should go to your grave knowing you took your best shot at living a full life. Sadly, to accomplish some arbitrary goal, we celebrate the person who works their ass off 80 hours a week, often to the detriment of their health and relationships. I found out the hard way that killing yourself for a job rarely pays off. Sometimes the grass is greener on the other side of the fence only because they have better bullshit.