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It’s still January

Somehow, January feels so long, yet the end of the month looks so different than the beginning. In a lot of ways, it feels as though I never left, like this stream consciousness entered physical reality and things as always, drone on.  I am both happy and sad, and it’s exhausting. My weeks are filled with excitement and business, and my weekends slow down just enough that I can catch up, but then the depression hits. There’s guilt around not being as productive as I should be, but there’s also newfound compassion of just being. I teeter on the edge. Sometimes I feel like I am exactly where I need to be, other times I feel so far from the goalpost. It’s a new experience, and I think I’m still learning about what it means to be able to balance. I’ll be okay, I always am, but I also want to acknowledge those moments when my head pounds from the weight of it all. My existence is simultaneous--and I’m slowly learning that it’s going to be this way for a while. I guess I’ll do

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