Imposter Syndrome.

Now, with an injury worse and more painful than anything I’ve ever experienced, doubt is at my heels, asking:

“What are you doing?”

And:

“Who are you kidding?”

And here’s another hill.

Hills are hard work.

I’ve contacted the experts, and I’m ready to start ASAP. Here I go again, ready to start at the very beginning—because that’s a very good place to start! 🎶

Again.

And tomorrow, I rest.

Really rest—with nine days of sleeplessness to make up for.

Tomorrow will be better. 🙏