Stop waiting for tomorrow to give yourself permission to live. Press enter or click to view image in full size Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash What if I told you the finish line is a mirage? We’ve all played the game. You know the exact one I’m talking about. I’ll finally exhale when the mortgage is paid off. I’ll be happy when I drop those stubborn 15 pounds. I’ll feel respected when I finally land that promotion. But what actually happens when you cross that finish line? If you’re anything like me, you get a fleeting, two-minute dopamine spike. Then, almost immediately, a cold panic sets in. You start scanning the horizon for the next mountain to climb. We treat happiness like a shiny object held hostage by our future selves. Here is the frustrating, beautiful, undeniably terrifying truth. The thing you are desperately chasing, whether it is the fame, the perfect body, or the overflowing bank account, is not actually what you want.…