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Month 12 was noticeably paradoxical for me.
As a Remote approaching your final month, there are so many thoughts and questions racing through your mind — lots of which can leave you feeling a little anxious.
Holy shit, how is it Month TWELVE already?!
How am I expected to just “go back” to my old life?
Is it going to feel like it was all a dream?
There is no way I’m going to be able to handle all of those goodbyes.
I have to go back to working in [dry heaves] an office?!
You’d expect it to be a reflective, emotional, and draining four weeks as everyone scrambles to figure out wtf they’re doing with their lives and say their goodbye-for-nows.
And while, yes, March was full of all of the above in some shape or form, it was overshadowed, in my opinion, by the paradoxical sense of balance that I was able to find.
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