The what ifs come fast and furious at night, when my perimenopausal body and brain refuse to shut down.
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Finding Beauty in Negative Space*
I, a copywriter by trade, have long struggled not to fill every gap with wordy content.
The what ifs come fast and furious at night, when my perimenopausal body and brain refuse to shut down.
My professional purposes now all center around making people feel good.
I was intrigued by the concept, musing that this might be a nice, non-impact way to get a little cardio in as my insides knit themselves back together.
I would carefully slide down the incline and shift off to the side, finding my knees and then performing a modified get-up to find a stand.
This is the first and only time I’ve blogged, if that’s even a verb anymore, from 28,000 feet. The last two days’ storiedly stormy Eastern Seaboard weather resulted in multiple flight delays from upstate NY, and, looking at the weather around MSP, I’m not certain I’ll be getting home anytime soon. The energy at the…