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Being Professional Lost is hard when seemingly innocuous things catapult me into grief space while I'm working.
Even with permission (nay, encouragement) from J to remove myself and take time to breathe when something impacts me.
It was only a riddle in a poem, but when my colleague said the answer out loud, I found myself free falling.
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'Somewhere up above the great divide Where the sky is wide, and the clouds are few A man can see his way clear to the light 'You have all the grace you need for today, and today is all that matters.' - Steve Austin
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