It has been about a month since I started at Everbridge. After some initial growing pains and family adjustments, I feel as though I have the semblance of a routine down. 6:30 wake up 7:30 get in shower 8:15 leave for the office 8:20 ish reach the office, get a coffee, get set up 8:45 start the work day 5ish/6ish leave work go for a walk / meet up with friends / errands eat dinner watch or read something sleep from my instagram: a fox hill flower caught when I was running. The day gradually loses it's rigid scheduling post-work, but I think that is healthy and necessary for me. The mornings are MY TIME, I have learned. No one else is awake. I love the sound of my feet hitting pavement. No dogs are awake to bark at me. I can belt my tunes out @ Fox Hill and have nary a witness. I love finding a new playlist, and just ambling on by, my feet figuring out the route of the day. Chasing the sun, but in a pleasurable way that lacks urgency and more infused with the effer
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