B E B E R E

I'd always wondered if my cycles of frenetic activity / drop-dead exhaustion were organic in nature; turns out they're not. The life I lead just seems to be structured into periods of compression followed by decompression.

Spring to Summer was nuts. This was to continue into Fall, but (mercifully), some of what was planned out/thrusted onto my plate ended up not working out. Hopefully maybe there'll be time to catch my breath, regain my strength, and find my lost voice before I take the next plunge this coming Winter.