This current season is full of “I don’t know’s” and pivoting because of it. It’s never a complaint when I say I’m super busy, but maybe my body is actually complaining to my brain, without acknowledgement.
I’m definitely not getting enough sleep (as I type this note at 11:45pm). My connection with my family feels like it’s mostly while shuffling around to the next to do. Work is overflowing yet we’re doing some of our best work ever.
There’s a tipping point in all of this, and I don’t want any of this to topple.