I suck. You wouldn’t believe how often I think about posting here but can’t find the time to do it. The rhythm of my job is very interesting. More interesting than I thought it would be. It’s very much a series of stops and starts, mostly high pressure with more to do than is really possible, yet occasionally the clouds lift and I find myself catching my breath. When those times do arrive, I mostly do just that and sit there, breathing and appreciating the short lapse, never knowing when the meat grinder is going to snap back into action. Such went September and such is it now, albeit slightly more predictable.
Long term intentions remain to continue with this writing. I’m not comfortable giving up my personal writing entirely, so I will return soon. I’m just currently a teensy bit surprised all the time when things do feel manageable, so I’m being cautious.
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