I feel like this was the first week I stopped waiting. It magically occurred to me that the new normal is no joke, and I was going to have to stand up and catch the wave or I’d be left afloat to wrinkle up like a waterlogged prune. So I started moving. We’ll see if I can ride it in to shore (what does that even mean?), or really just even stay standing up for a while. This is me now.
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