Roberto Carrasco

Sooo, I unexpectedly took a few days—just a little pocket of time away from everything. I didn’t really plan it, and I don’t think I even noticed at first that I had stepped back. It was more like I looked up and realized I had quietly slipped out of the constant noise for a minute, but clearly I needed it. I needed some time away, or some time off, from constantly trying to keep going, and untangle things, and somehow keep a hand on a little bit of everything at once. And when I say everything, I mean, oh boy... everything. The kind of everything that stacks up in your head until even the smallest thought feels like one more box balanced on top of a leaning tower. I’ve been trying to understand what actually needs my attention, what deserves all of my focus, and how to hold that focus without squeezing it so tightly that I overwhelm myself—even though, honestly, I was already overwhelmed. My mind felt like a room with every light on, every screen playing something different, and me st...