my life as this journalist

It's busy. It's stressful. It's long days and shorter nights. It's exhilarating. It doesn't give me much time to blog. It keeps my brain occupied at times when it needs to be occupied with other things. It's exhausting. It's a rush. It's what I love. It's an adrenaline high. It's crashing. It's being mentally exhausted, and creatively finished by the end of the day. It's intriguing and mysterious. It's being on the frontlines of documenting history. It's a personal pride. It's working for a just story, exposing truth and remembering my readers. It's about honesty, meeting deadlines, planning, thinking 7 days ahead, but living in the moment. In the midst of managing this newsroom, I find solace in writing stories like this.