It's been a while since I've written consistently, so there may be some stuff you've missed the past couple of years. Or maybe not; maybe we're friends on Facebook, or you know me in person, and you've slowly witnessed me becoming a hot mess over the years. Fair enough. I'm hoping writing this stuff out long-form over an extended period of time will help me process everything going on. So, about that sabbatical:
I'm on a sabbatical!
An eight week, unpaid work sabbatical. Right now I'm in the middle of week five, I think? I'll go back to work in two or three weeks.
The key word here is "unpaid." The first day of my eight-week break, I was back in San Francisco staying with my buddy, Ed. I had just deleted the work apps from my phone, guilty for letting unspecific people down, skittish not knowing what to do with myself. Ed suggested we'd walk from the Mission to Japantown, and hanging out for a little bit my sedentary Florida ass was demanding to grab a Lyft to get back to the house.
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