Another one bites the dust.

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1:08 am.

I should be sleeping but it alludes me as usual. I work in the morning and with this new position, I should really be trying to get my hours in. My minds racing and even now I'm wondering if I have what it takes to succeed in this new role I've been cast in. At first, I was over the moon with excitement. Now I fear I may have taken on much more than I can chew. My life is no longer my own and I feel as if I live at work but on the plus side, it's more responsibilities. Just sometimes I want more than to live to work. I want to explore, adventure...a purpose. Perhaps that is why I write? Who knows?

All I know is another night bites the dust as I remain awake writing a book that should have been laid to rest long ago.
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