For the first time this calendar year, I skipped publishing this past weekend. Beyond some quick sketches in my notebook, I wrote nothing: no words, no edits, no posts.
Going into the weekend, I sensed that my daughter and I needed to recalibrate. Her nervous system appeared elevated, and my patience threshold noticeably lowered. These two states do not …
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