Two Time Zones, One Version of Me

When you’re living in one place and working in another, something interesting happens:

You learn which parts of you stay consistent no matter the setting.

Your grounding.
Your leadership.
Your presence.
Your responsibility.
Your identity.

Distance strips away the external structure and reveals the internal one.

Two time zones didn’t split me —
they clarified me.

They showed me the version of me that remains even when the environment changes.

And that’s the version I trust.

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