Make Life Work Novels & Stories

Stop trying to capture it for everyone else. Get up early sometimes and listen to the birds while you watch the beautiful colors the sun makes as it rises. Listen to music, really listen. Music is therapy. Old is best. Cuddle your dog. Get a dog. Talk to your friends. Put down your phone. Travel if it's your desire, don't if it's not. Work to live, don't live to work. Seriously, do what makes your heart feel happy. Eat the cake. Zero guilt. Say no to things you really don't want to do.

I needed to focus on working hard and making money! [The end.]

Strip away the family fortune and reputation, and you've got absolutely nothing. Sebastian's mother was imprisoned because of what happened to Mom, and he was banned from joining Hamilton Corporation. Even so, he never lacked food, clothing, or luxuries. The whole living in the "housekeepers' quarters" story was just his own sob story. His actual room was only slightly smaller than mine. In my previous life, he lived quite lavishly after he went abroad with no one to supervise him. I was curious to see what would happen to him in this lifetime.

The sun shines outside like it says good morning to any people sleeping in their beds. The cold breeze from the outside made them shivers and stand up unwillingly to work like doing a daily routine for them. After sleep, you woke up, prepare to work, going to work, leave for work and go back to your bed. But as they said, you should live your life to the fullest. Do your work for daily expenses but don't forget to live your life like you wanted it to be.

Living a comfortable life was most important to him. “Sigh, it’s truly difficult to understand Mr. Larson!” In Violet Vision Media Corp, Sean and Gordon watched as Zayn left in an electric scooter and they heaved a sigh helplessly. They could not figure Zayn out at all. Based on the average person’s ideology, the motivation for a person to work hard was so that they could live a better life and enjoy a better standard of living. Why was there no difference in Zayn’s life whether he was poor or rich?

This little idiot, he doesn't even know if this relationship will even really started and he already thinks about marriage. Good thing that Jack and Vanessa are busy chatting in the frontseats, so they won't catch me looking dreamily out of the window. Is it even healthy to put that much faith into someones words, you know that it isn't set in stone. Like seriously, a million things can happen before we can think about marriage. From a simple breakup, over cheating, over death of one of us, over finding someone else, over hin changing his mind. The possibility of us marrying each other was less likely than being striked by a thunderbolt.

I said slowly, "that the life you build around the work matters as much as the work itself. That the people you come home to are not secondary to the purpose. They are the purpose." Sophie looked at me for a moment. "You are going to be quoting that at me for years," she said. "Probably," I agreed.

"Live your life, go out, see movies, go clubbing, take a leave from your work, maybe one month, two months. Alright, take me for example. I'm on a six-months-leave because I worked my butt off for two years. Make a list of all the fun things you want to do and make sure you do them. Just live. Don't confine yourself to this miserable life. It shouldn't revolve around your marriage to the end." After thinking for a while, Claire finally nodded, "I guess you're right. I should do that, but I have no idea where to begin. Are you going to help me?"

I want him to stay here with his arms around me, making love to me, all day, endlessly. But that’s not real life, and if we are to have a real life relationship, I need to be able to let him go to work, and I need to figure out what my new life is going to be like. Visions of myself painting, having dinner with him, maybe even volunteering at some charities fill my mind. I can’t believe this is my new life now, but I will cherish every moment of it.

It would take a lot for something to knock me off this pedestal I’m on. I waved at my coworkers as I approached my desk. I wasted no time getting started on the new tasks for the day, feeling productive and motivated. With everything that has been happening these past few months, I have been slacking off with my work because I had so much on my plate. But I’m not going to let that continue to happen. I can’t let what is happening around me dictate how I live my life. I need to live it for me, and me only.