There will come a time when all those magazine covers and accolades fade, and those CXO of the Year trophies are caked with dust because you forgot to hire someone to wipe them, because you live alone.
There will come a time when you get tired of looking at the bank statements because there are so many of them, and you begin to wonder what you’re going to do with all the money because your daughter is married to an Australian tycoon and settled in Melbourne and your son is designing apps for Apple out of his shared studio apartment in downtown Frisco.
There will come a time when you wish you had just one house – because, between tenants and interior decorators and tax commissioners and housing societies….you’re just, well, frazzled.
There will come a time when you realise that you have a lifestyle, but that you never had a life.
Don’t let your ambition and your organisation burn you out and leave you as a desiccated version of your original self: it just isn’t worth it. Save some of yourself for your friends, your family, and all the rest of the people who care about you but most importantly, save some of yourself for your own self, because you owe it to yourself.
After all, that’s what the past few decades have been about.
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