Come, let's listen to the rain, my friend.
Let's let the universe do its thing.
Whatever it is, it can—in all likelihood—wait.
Work isn't bigger than you or yours.
No newsletter comes close.
We all serve somebody, but not every moment.
Now there's nothing to figure out.
Nothing left to do but gaze at passing clouds.
Mountains do not chase rain.
They let it come to them.
Give it time, and in a quiet corner, make your own Himalayas.
Today, be your own mountain.
"A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving."