It was the most familiar of times. It was the least familiar of times…

Breaks are wonderful. Breaks are strange. Wonderful because I find myself, but strange because I lose myself.

An introvert to the core, I long for breaks because I finally get the quiet I need to restore, recharge, reflect, renew. And in those quiet moments, I rediscover my deeper self, a self not exactly at odds with my other, public self, but oddly different nonetheless, so much so, that I am struck by the contrast between my two halves.

Over this last break, I think I finally captured the words of this wonderfully strange experience in a Twitter thread.

Fortunately, a number of my tweeps on Twitter let me know that I am not alone, that I am not crazy. Well, maybe crazy, but not alone. Today, I will step back into my other self, a self, in truth, I love no less, but a self still strange after my quiet respite. Seems my halves are fed by quiet and kids. Had my quiet. Now I need my kids.

Today’s Trail

Along today’s trail we will experience…

…reconnecting through Smiles and Frowns.

…self-analyzing body paragraphs for quote integration.

…responding to feedback on introductions.

…discussing Why with Sy.

…reflecting in our Journey Journals.

…hearing a Sappy Sy Rhyme.

Happy Monday, all. Glad to be back.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.