Doe, A Deer…

There is so much that I need to do. Sometimes the pressure to do it all feels like standing in the middle of the highway as a huge semi-truck blares toward my position. It’s honking for me to get moving and get what I need done, but I’m so exhausted and so scared of what’s coming that I just cannot budge.

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