They Just Didn't Account For Where I'd Run

I've been reviewing some older posts this week. Sitting, reading, working, chatting with other employees in between. And somewhere in that quiet routine I noticed something — I've drifted from my older voice. That realization made me sad. I loved the way I used to write. Recently things have been different. The circumstances demanded it. But even through the shift, it's still me at the core —…