Julie BuxbaumBecause if I'm going to spend at least seventy-five percent of my waking hours doing something, I want that something to have meaning. I am tired of wasting my time. I am starting to realize that I want my life to matter in every way that it can.
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When it is time to be back in the gym, I will not do so just because it is my job. This quote is a reminder that every moment in life should have meaning. Whether you are spending time with your family or going to work, the things you do should have a purpose. The meaning of your life may be different from person to person, but doing something for no reason is pointless.
Source: The Opposite Of Love
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