It is easy, I admit, for me to put life experiences into a box and quickly move on to the next thing. Looking back means losing momentum when tackling the potential of a new day. I dissolve into my sheets each night with a running tally of all that I have not yet accomplished. The hours of rest fill with fretful scenes from an alternate universe as my d…
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