Steven Pressfi
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Do Th
e Work!
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We’re halfway, two-thirds through. Far enough to have invested serious time and money, not to mention our hopes, our dreams, our identity even—but not far enough to have passed the crisis point, not far enough to glimpse the end.We have turned round Cape Horn and the gales are shrieking ; ice encases the masts; sails and sheets are frozen. Th
e storm howlsdead in our faces. There’s no way back and no way forward.We know we’re panicking but we can’t stop; we can’t get a hold of ourselves. We have entered ...