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February 17, 2019

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Pete is fantastic.

I hesitate to bring this up, but we are at an age when those ceilings are lowering. I have noticed myself dissolving into tears for obscure or odd reasons, or no discernible reason at all, rather frightfully often for the last 12 months or so. Alas.

Don’t be too dismayed if sleep and The Princess Bride aren’t permanent cures, is I guess what I’m trying to say?

I remember in college, when I was studying hard for my classes AND the GREs - spent all of a Break pretty much prepping for on the Math GRE - and I reached a point where it felt (almost physically) like my brain shut the shutters and said, "Nope. Not available" and I had to take a big chunk of time off any hard "Maxiumum Discipline" sort of work. Several days, I think. Because I couldn't really think. That's what I think of when I think "burnout".

I did not take a break in December when I needed one. And I spent almost all of January in bed with two different bouts of something flu-like despite getting the flu shot. It reminded me how important it is to take breaks before my body forces them on me. Those days off are so, so important.

Well, yes, sometimes we are lazy, and sometimes the battery is empty. I succeeded in ignoring myself so thoroughly, that I lost the ability to regenerate in the night. This, I tell you is really bad. And it takes very, very long to repair. So please take a break, yes?

St. Paul says something to the effect of "I do not judge anyone. I don't even judge myself." Even you yourself can't know all the factors that make up a crash, so let those around you be kind to you.

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