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Four years since my last interview. I did the best I could. I smiled. I spoke with passion but I missed some critical details.

External stress reduces my fuel tank. I can’t go as fast. I can’t go as far.

• laptop not working
• restructuring in full swing
• planning renovations
• not sleeping well for the past 28 days
• feeling ill and
• not being able to work out

Still, I’m disappointed. Could have done better had I prepared more. But I couldn’t. So I didn’t. Learning to be kinder to myself. But I hate disappointing myself.

Cold sweat runs down the back. Body feels weak. Half hour into the training session, body wants to call it quits. The mind resists. But it gives in. Both seek shelter and refuge from the world. Body commands carbohydrates. The body passes out and sleep through the night. The mind sleeps through the alarm. It’s bright outside.

She disarms the room with her simple smile. They hold their breath. They strain to hear her every word. She commands attention. She fills the room and its inhabitants with electricity. Thunderstorm looms. Lightning strikes. The shock travels up to the pit of their stomachs. Her words touch their hearts. The heart opens their minds.

They cannot resist the power she has over them.
The power of her quietness. The power of her softness. They have never experienced anything like it.

Quiet 1 – Aggression 0

It’s Sunday. I still can’t see.

I have to go into the office! Not my ideal Sunday. Not my ideal day.

Sacrifices must be made and today is just one of those days. I’m not happy about it. But life ain’t fair, and that’s that.

In less than 30 minutes, I pick out and purchase household appliances for the first time in my life.

1. Dryer
2. Dishwasher
3. Extractor
4. Fridge
5. Microwave
6. Oven
7. Stovetop
8. 49” television

Year-end sale saves me roughly 30%.

It’s less than my annual travel budget. When I make that comparison, I grow less overwhelmed.

How much time does it take to undo a habit? It’s been eight days since I last wrote.

My laptop screen stopped working and I stopped writing. I have to catch up on the last seven days. I can’t help but be overwhelmed. But where do I start?

Curveballs of life derails my commitment to write daily. How do I recover?

One word at a time.

Where have you been in the past 80 days?
Have you been around the world?

Not me. Not this year.
Definitely not in the past 2 months and 22 days.

I used to get the itch to travel.
To see and experience something else, something new.
Those days are long gone.
I have grown old.
I no longer need to escape from reality.
I stay where I am.
To savor the gift of today.

To be me and no one else.
To enjoy the time to myself.
To enjoy the kindness from friends, family and strangers.
To enjoy the mundane harvest from average life.

I’ve been exploring myself in the past 80 days.
I’ve been around the world of my own creations.

Freedom to speak up against government dissent is the surest way to maintain democracy. Prevent dictatorship. Hold people accountable.

Nothing is free. Freedom is not free. Freedom is not without costs.

We get what we pay for. Paywalls used to annoy me. Now I subscribe to my favorite news outlet. I just made a once off donation of 10 pounds to the Guardian. I wish I could do more. Give more.

The press is made up of people like us. They have bills to pay.
They need to eat. They have families.

Will you join me in supporting the press and safeguarding our freedom of speech?
Will you donate to a reputable news house of your choice? Pay for monthly subscription?

Writing has become a way of life.
Words consume me.
Words breathe life back into my soul.
I laugh out loud.
Why am I laughing?
No particular reason.
I feel happy to be me.
To be alive.
I laugh out loud.
No one can hear me.
I laugh out loud to myself and for myself.