Balance
I am in submission again. I have resubmitted to crazy hours and too much needless stress. I had a life all stable, and then I turned it topsy-turvy.
This time, the challenge is balance. I have been here before, I have walked these tangled lines, I have run past the bramble thickets. The choices are different, the choices are the same. The outcomes are both larger and more insignificant.
My god I miss the campaign life. I miss the highs, the lows, the close friendships and the vitality. The rush of the vote count. I miss the one on ones, the victorious feeling of converting a maybe into a key ally. I want to leave no stone unturned.
This time, I am made of stronger material. I am in better shape, mentally and physically. I read people like scantron.
It helps.
This time, the challenge is balance. I have been here before, I have walked these tangled lines, I have run past the bramble thickets. The choices are different, the choices are the same. The outcomes are both larger and more insignificant.
My god I miss the campaign life. I miss the highs, the lows, the close friendships and the vitality. The rush of the vote count. I miss the one on ones, the victorious feeling of converting a maybe into a key ally. I want to leave no stone unturned.
This time, I am made of stronger material. I am in better shape, mentally and physically. I read people like scantron.
It helps.
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