Thoughts I left in my closet.

At some point this week I forced myself out of a daze during my morning prep. I took a look around at my apartment and thought about how different my work life is to my home life. What a belabored transition it is every morning to force myself into my work day activities. It’s as if I’m giving birth to a worker bee every day.

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