You ever notice how people treat their bodies like disposable razors? Just use ‘em up, dull the blade, toss ‘em in the garbage, and move on. That’s me. That’s you. That’s everyone. Because we’ve been trained to run ourselves into the ground like overworked donkeys. Somewhere along the line, somebody sold us this idea that you always have to be achieving something. Gotta hustle! Gotta grind! Gotta make the most of every single second! Why? So some rich asshole in a skyscraper can make a few extra bucks off your stress? Because last time I checked, the only people who benefit from you running yourself ragged are the ones cashing your paycheck. But we bought it. Hook, line, and Starbucks coffee. Now, we wake up every morning, pour caffeine down our throats, sprint through our days, stay up too late binge-watching television, and then wonder why we feel like human garbage. I got news for you: The game is rigged. It’s always been rigged. You’re not supposed to win—you’re supposed to spen...