I woke up at 1 AM again. My overstimulation at 8 PM made a bedtime root beer float seem entirely logical at the time. So, when my very wired almost-6-year-old walked into my room at 9 PM needing help to fall asleep, my fake sleep turned into real sleep by 9:15 PM. Consequently, when my…
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Forgetting the Map
I Don’t Know How I Got Here (And I’m Learning to Be Okay With That) I could trace the steps, if you gave me enough time. Somewhere in the last 6,000 days, life took me everywhere it wanted to go — and I let it. I let my days be ruled by this person’s promise,…
Recognizing You’re Already Home
You’ve Crossed the Bridge, Dear There’s a particular kind of suffering we inflict on ourselves when we miss the moment we’ve arrived — when we keep pursuing solutions to problems we no longer have, crossing bridges we’ve already crossed simply because we once told ourselves we would. I’ve been thinking lately about the difference between…
