I seem to have stopped posting here but these things go in seasons, don't they? I have been focusing on the writing in front of me, whatever that may end up being.
Who do I want to be? Who I have been? How much longer do I have leverage to make any changes?
We're now in spring and I am quite happy to be in that place and I don't entirely feel like working. But that's now how this works, and so I keep going even though I may not want to. People are paying me to do the work, so I do the work. And I hope that more people will choose to think but that may not be the way things go.
Flowers bloom better when you can clear the pathway.
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