dispatch 027 // week 11, day 1: "Who are you waiting for?"
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Hi. Last I wrote I was three days into an intentional professional pattern break. Ten weeks later I’m still at it: free from the binds of a day job, but also admittedly without the benefits. The space in between has afforded me mornings at the playground with my kid, presence to mourn the passing of beloveds, long coffee dates with people I admire, thoughtful interviews with prospective companies, and the mental space to develop new independent projects.
dispatch 027 // week 11, day 1: "Who are you waiting for?"
dispatch 027 // week 11, day 1: "Who are you…
dispatch 027 // week 11, day 1: "Who are you waiting for?"
Hi. Last I wrote I was three days into an intentional professional pattern break. Ten weeks later I’m still at it: free from the binds of a day job, but also admittedly without the benefits. The space in between has afforded me mornings at the playground with my kid, presence to mourn the passing of beloveds, long coffee dates with people I admire, thoughtful interviews with prospective companies, and the mental space to develop new independent projects.
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