
Fastest Way Out Of A Funk
When I returned from Europe, I found myself in a funky funk. It wasn't one thing in particular: it was more of a Baptismal Re-entry by fire. Recognizing I was in a funky funk was the first step. Putting words to it was the second step: it helped "put the fire out". Gratitude was the last step. Let's play this one on repeat. Photo by Ryan Walton on Unsplash
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