August 2019

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I was an overachiever in high school.  Athletics, marks, student government, friends.  You name it, I wanted to excel at it.  I grinded through University, ballooning my course load as I bounced from faculty to faculty.  Finally settling on a post-University designation, my first job demanded eighty work hours a week.  I tackled it, ignored

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