B10:46
Yesterday I noticed a strange thing in my inbox.
昨天我在收件箱里发现了一件奇怪的事。
I used to check my coworker's public folder every morning.
我以前每天早上都看同事的公共文件夹。
It was a habit, not a need.
那是个习惯，不是需要。
I measured my worth by their replies and praise.
我用他们的回复和夸奖来衡量自己的价值。
That morning I simply did not open it.
那天早上我就是没打开它。
I wrote my own email instead, a tiny one.
我改写了我的邮件，一封小小的。
It felt odd, like skipping a step.
感觉怪怪的，像跳过了一阶楼梯。
But my heart beat a little slower.
但我的心跳慢了一点点。
I saw my own draft, not theirs.
我看到了自己的草稿，不是他们的。
That tiny step became my new morning.
那小小的一步变成了我的新早晨。
Now I compare only with yesterday's me.
现在我只会和昨天的自己比较。
That is a race I can actually win.
那是一场我真正能赢的比赛。
鹏
The Day I Stopped Checking Their Inbox
by @peng_61