For the past few months I’ve been struggling with finding some balance and getting into my New York routine. My energy levels are low and I’m constantly trying to find one thing a day to be happy for, which isn’t always easy. Part of it was because both me and M were feeling demotivated and a little aloof as to what we are doing here, but I feel the bad part is over. It happens to everyone, from time to time, but we’ve come such a long way that it feels silly and reckless to even think about it. We started to exercise everyday together, asking how the day went and trying to focus on our physical and mental health, while still taking time to enjoy each other’s company.