This week has been much more intense than I expected in many good and bad ways. It really is the culmination of a month of chaotic crap being thrown at me. As utterly exhausted as I am right now, I still have a smile on my face because today marks what I hope is a turning point in the direction of my life. I’m not throwing it all away to become a recluse and hammer out the great American novel, but I am taking concrete steps toward a better balance.
When I have a chance to catch my breath I’ll make sure to explain things further. In the meantime, I’ll keep treading water.
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Hang in there!