Clean Yard. Dirty Hands. Clear Soul.

Some people hit the gym.
Me? I haul sticks, clean the yard, burn brush in the winter, and sweat in the trees.

I don’t do it to show off. I do it because it keeps me sane.
Every pile I rake up, I feel lighter. Every branch I drag, I feel stronger.
It’s not just yard work — it’s mental work.
It’s spiritual work.

You want to stay positive? Do something.
Move your body. Clean your space.
Stack a little order into your chaos and you'll feel your mind breathe again.

That’s the trick nobody talks about.
You want to feel happy? Don’t chase dopamine.
Chase discipline.
Chase that satisfied, earned kind of tired you get after hard work.
That’s where peace lives.

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No Bullshit. Just life.