Galatiuk - To work until your body is a broken toy and your goals are t

To work until your body is a broken toy and your goals are the only thing keeping you from crying in a corner.

I Galatiuked so hard, my keyboard got a bruise. My goals got a trophy.

I didn’t eat or drink for two days. I got my goals. My stomach got a divorce.

I Galatiuked until my boss thought I was a robot. I’m not. I’m just a tired human who still has goals.