Hello,
This morning, for the first time in ages, I woke up, put on my swimsuit, and made breakfast. It’s an old habit I forget about from time to time, in the haze of middling—if that’s what we’re calling it now—but it’s a habit that serves my spirit in spades.
It felt like the perfect time to share this essay, which…
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