Just Another Day in Little Space

Today, as a college student and a Mommy, I found myself stepping into a role that feels oddly freeing yet daunting at the same time. I was supposed to finish my thesis chapter by this evening but instead decided to indulge in some... regression? I dressed up in one of my old outfits from when I was younger, feeling smaller somehow even though physically nothing changed. The act of returning to childish activities made me feel so out of place yet oddly comforted. Then there's the part where I had a very explicit discussion with my partner about desires and headspace that went beyond normal academic responsibilities... Should this be something to worry about? Is it just a phase, or am I discovering new depths in myself? Suggestions appreciated.