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I am writing this in an acutely sleep deprived state. I just want to go back to bed. Today will be Day 6 of quite a run for me of a mixture of travel, work, and emotional highs and lows. If I stopped, I could easily sleep a straight 12 hours without opening my eyes a single time. I need some rest pretty bad right now. Instead, I will go and work a 15 hour day today.

I love my blog, but it is always the last in line when it comes to my life. Yet, it is a large part of my life, and I have it to thank for some pretty wonderful things that have happened to me in my life. Blogging is a chore, but it is a joyous chore.

I have a ton of things I want to write, but I simply have no time at all to work on those projects. There is simply too much going on in my life. I am happy. Very happy. I have never been happier in my life than I am right now. My life is flourishing in new and unexpected ways, but the price of that flourishing is physical exhaustion. I have slept three hours. That is all the sleep I am going to get.

Happiness is when your life is so full that you wish you never had to sleep again. I hate sleep. I hate having to do it. If they had a pill I could take that would cure sleepiness forever, I would take it. Happiness is living in flow, and you can't be in flow when you are asleep.

I have to stay awake for another day now. I am at the point where I want sleep because I am starting to feel sick from physical exhaustion. Two more hours would make me feel 100% better. But I have to get shit done. Always getting shit done. Getting to done is the story of my life except I am never done. I never rest. I just keep doing. Don't ask me how I am able to do it. I just do.

I hope my readers will hang with me. I will do my best to get back to my normal blogging schedule. But I am drinking deeply from the well of life. I am happy. Insanely joyously happy. And no, I'm not on drugs. But I am high as fuck.

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