I’m so sick of being afraid, exhausted and burned out. I think everyone goes through those times–too much to do, too little energy–where every time we make one step forward, we get shoved five steps to the left until we just fall over. I’m trying to find my flow in life. I’m trying to learn the dance steps. I’ve been digging myself out of this hole for a while and I think it’s going to be okay. Even falling on your face is forward progress, right?