I don’t know why it takes such effort to get here, where time slows and work pauses and phones are silenced and to-do lists wait unchecked on the kitchen counter. Where we are re-created in the break from the routine. Maybe it’s the breaking that scares us off and makes us think we’ll be undone. But …
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