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No, I’m not dead.
Or kidnapped by a band of travelling gypsies.
Or on the run. Seriously.
But I have gone silent for months – and here’s the quick and dirty reason why: I was scared.
We’ve all been there… The late nights.
The to-do list that feels like it’s never-ending.
The over-flowing inbox that demands your attention.
Everyone needs you and needs you RIGHT NOW.
It was after midnight.
By all accounts I should have been asleep, but as I glanced down at my notebook, I took a deep breath and kept on typing.
The list of tasks I had drawn up just that morning was riddled with crossed out items, but even so I knew my day’s work wasn’t done.
Having it all.
Never has there been a phrase to incite such debate amongst women. Can women have it all?
And what does that even mean?