halftime
I do this Black History Month series on the blog every year. It’s a generally good experience, and this year I tried to switch it up by writing fewer posts, no negative posts, and trying to do something with more substance, I guess. It always leaves me tired, or down, or something. Not depressed, not really. Just drained, like I want to take a break.
No sleep ‘til Brooklyn, though. Gotta get back on the saddle. Took this weekend off, more or less, but now it’s grind time. I need to shift gears.
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