I feel so extraordinarily tired. My brain woke me up at 5:30 this morning (actually yesterday morning now) and my flight leaves at 01:05. I’m waiting to board now. I’ve been up for nineteen hours. Being this tired always reminds me of Iraq.

In the interest of getting this post out only a little bit after midnight instead of later this morning when I land in Atlanta, I’ll keep it very brief. I’m too cheap to pay for in-flight wi-fi just to post the blog. Maybe when I’m further down the road with the recovery from underearning.

I have one week before I go to New York. My Higher Power’s already been showing up in some very interesting and wonderful ways around my impending move back to New York. I don’t doubt that it’s going to happen and (not but) it’s going to likely be the biggest demonstration I’ve experienced in my life. Some of you will understand what that means, some will not.

I’ve had a great stay in Salt Lake this time and I’ve learned a lot in just a short time. Tomorrow I start tracking my time, a tool suggested to me by others in recovery from underearning. If you want to know more about how I met up with this people, you may message me privately on Facebook.

See y’all tomorrow.

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