Carry The Glass -

Look at my reflection in it. That’s the past. That’s the version of me who dropped it once. Blood on concrete. A thousand little mirrors laughing up at me.

Don’t let the weight fool you—glass isn't heavy. It’s fragile . The danger isn't the load; it's the sudden turn, the misplaced step, the person who bumps into you without saying sorry. Carry The Glass

"You see this? (gestures to glass) It’s a window that isn't installed yet. Right now? It’s a liability. Look at my reflection in it

In high-performance environments, we glorify the ability to "carry heavy loads." We reward the people who can take on 50 tasks, manage three crises, and still smile on the Zoom call. Blood on concrete

A stone is heavy. You can drop a stone. It chips the floor, but the stone survives. Glass is light. But if you drop glass, it is gone .

Maybe your glass is a new relationship. Maybe it’s a startup that hasn't launched. Maybe it’s your sobriety.