I had a great week!
The sun, the moon, and the stars actually lined up! That feeling I had, that was making me feel ill. I call it my Jerry McGuire moment. It was a crushing weight that made me feel like everything I was doing was pointless in the grand scheme of things, no matter my success, I felt like time would erase my labors. From here on out, I'm letting my destiny fly by the stick of my broom.
From this day on, I go where my broom takes me. The only question I have is, "Who's coming with me?"
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