Then sometimes things just click right into place -- and everything zooms into gear at 90 miles per hour and THERE. ARE. RESULTS!
LOADS and LOADS of them all at once.
And sometimes the workload is so intense, it seems like you're repeating the same putting-on-the-pajamas-and-going-to-sleep-moment, like it's a scene from the movie Groundhog Day ... until it gets incredibly SURREAL.
It has taken me a very long time to make sense of my circumstances. And now, nearing 50, it is finally okay that it has taken me this long to make sense of any of it. And the various seemingly polar parts of my interests are gelling into place and becoming what they are supposed to be. And that's pretty exciting.