I’m sorry for my quiet, my absence, my lack of musings. Life has been unbearably difficult, and I’m constantly battling giving into the inevitable burn-out I dread is coming. Do you ever feel like you’ve given so much already, all that’s left is an automaton version of yourself operating on autopilot? Like you’ve suddenly reached your ultimate capacity of capabilities, your conscious turns off and your unconscious takes control? Do you become terrified when this happens? When you’ve ...