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[serene]

Have been very productive today on the magazine stuff, but it's also a struggle to keep from feeling bad about myself because of all the things I let slide for so many months while I was sick and tired and recovering and grieving. Intellectually, I know it's amazing that I got the first issue out in the thick of it all, and that it's okay for the second issue to be a little later than I'd planned. Intellectually, I know it's also not a moral failing that I have been a bit scattered in my management of this issue. (I dropped the ball a couple of times on different contributors' pieces of the puzzle.) My gut doesn't believe me, though, so I need a break from it for a little bit. More after dinner, I think.

I think it was very wise of me to set up the rule for myself that the magazine has to be about joy or I'm not to do it.