Everything has its season

Most people live like life should be constant. They expect relationships to feel passionate forever. Markets to follow predictable patterns. Motivation to burn at the same temperature year round. I laugh every time I see this play out. Everything that exists follows seasons. Everything breathes. Everything pulses. Everything rises and falls. It's the fundamental pattern of existence. Think about your best relationship. The beginning was pure fire. Intoxicating. Consuming. Time warped around...