Yesterday started quietly, and then “it” happened.
By late afternoon, my arm and shoulder muscles had started twitching. I received assistance to complete a couple of actions, but the pressure to deliver in an unknown setting is getting the best of me, and I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this work.
Back in the day, I would seek counsel to help me deal with issues. Today, all my mentors are dead, and this is a prevalent reality as I look for guidance on handling life at my age. Lately, it’s been one lousy piece of advice after another.
At some point, I have to pack it up and move on.
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