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May 8, 2017
Not a diary, not a diary, not a diary. So goes the refrain in my head, but I don't seem to be capable of writing much beyond fairly mundane observations, or complete work rants. I haven't found my center, not this time around. It has been months - six months? - and I still am scrambling to write on a regular basis, never mind anything with real meaning or import. The conundrum is that I can't tell if the work stress is killing my discipline or if my lack of discipline is enabling the work stress to get so out of hand.