If I'm lucky, perhaps this summer will be the summer that I learn my lesson: that it's ok to take time away, to work less, because eventually, I will want to work more again. It – whatever it is – needs space to become what it wants to become. Case in point: after reducing my worktime to one workblock per day, the vast majority of the last half hour being spent in the pangs of diabetically-mandated hunger, I've come back 'round to wanting to work twice a morning, two 90-minute blocks, my preferred schedule. Not sure what caused it, other than I was ready to get back to work – and I'm all but certain that I needed the time away to recognize that.