It's been ages since I've thought about them, these words After a big project I dive deep and deeper into the dark depths of what's next and what if I can never do better than that? stop go. Stop go. Hurry up and wait. This space feels like everything I fear closed, judgmental, and alone I think back only a few months ago I was open and thriving and connected. Now, here I am alone. As happiness evades, my routine crumbles slowly and I stand In the wake of my destruction knowing it's time to clean house to move again into a routine and to make time for me. If I can feel deeply proud of achieving, I can feel the deep shame of not. So, standing taking stock seems so trivial But we need to recover our energies just as much as we need to use them.