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You know that foggy fuzzy state your brain can succumb to when you've been on the go for weeks on end. Traveling, working, family issues, cat hairballs. These things can make the most collected person tired. I would go so far as to say zombie-like. This was just
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I sing. Loud and long and hard. Not particularly well. Actually, particularly poorly. I don't know all the words. I make them up as I go along. I don't do karaoke. Usually while I'm cooking. Maybe in a car. Potentially walking down the street.
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A couple of months ago on one of my rare visits to the office my boss asked if he could have a word with me. You all know what that's like? That moment of abject terror when you review everything you have done or could be called out
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I'm overwhelmed. There. I said it. I am. I never expected this to be simple. I never expected it to be easy. Things are difficult. Tense. Uneasy. Unstable. And yes. Overwhelming. And the list of things a that needs to get done is long and getting longer. I&
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we've struggled over the last few years to carve out an office space for me in the house. It's moved around a lot. I've given it up twice to do things with space I thought was more important. Little known fact: Our recording studio