This week I feel life slowing down to a new pace. I quit my day job, and my first Monday at home I promised myself I would take a day off. Even though I stayed in pajamas all day, I ended up spending most of the day blogging, despite my ambitions to take it easy. I’m falling into a new rhythm of self-employment, and my mind is resisting it. The hardest part is waking up and taking a shower. It’s funny how something that an office job will have you doing on autopilot seems so absurd when you are convinced you won’t see anyone that day.
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