Finishing is hard.

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Written By Roselle O’Brien

Finishing is hard for me.

It’s not that I don’t do it. It’s that doing it takes a lot of effort. It feels like being dragged over sandpaper. Or walking across shards of glass.

Doable. But uncomfortable as fu@k and there are many wounds to nurse afterwards.

It’s not a part. Well if it is I can’t connect to just one part. I can’t feel into just one thing. Rather, not finishing feels like the collective outcome of many parts.

I’m sure they all have their reasons. I say this with both some resignation and some compassion.

This feels like the next major exploration for me.

TBC

Roselle O’Brien
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