Yesterday’s last words: he levels mountains, fills in vales, and travels on an even plane where stumbling is unknown.” Thereafter, I slept again, and, when I awoke, I seemed to be in a different world. The sun was shining and I was conscious that birds twittered above my head. My body, yesterday trembling and uncertain, had become vigorous and filled with energy. I gazed upon the pyramid of casks in amazement that I had so...
When Willpower is Trumped by Bad Habits Posted: 29 Jul 2011 08:39 AM PDT ‘Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.’ ~J. Petit-Senn Post written by Leo Babauta. His blog...
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