Slow and steady. Stop trying to race, sit back, breathe. There are lessons hidden all throughout, at every phase. The transitions always tear me up, as I find myself adapting to one trick you begin something new. It gets impossible to tell which way is up, which direction will carry me home.
Make lists, document, make improvements: there's always room in here. Open myself at least to myself and be honest and don't stop moving, even if it's terrible.
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