The Sun Called In Sick Again
It’s starting to feel like getting out for three walks in a week qualifies as a minor miracle. Not quite parting-the-seas level, but definitely “should probably buy a lottery…
It’s starting to feel like getting out for three walks in a week qualifies as a minor miracle. Not quite parting-the-seas level, but definitely “should probably buy a lottery…
Some days, your body taps out before your brain even gets a chance to argue. Today was one of those days. By noon, the idea of my usual lunch break walk felt about as appealing…
Wrapped one project this morning and hit the canal like it owed me clarity. Ten kilometers later, the only thing clearer was the water, mirroring bare trees and skies that…
The canal served peak drama today—bare trees doing interpretive dance in the wind, moody sky debating between “ominous” and “inspirational.” The water, of course, mirrored it all…
The universe said “no long walks today,” and I listened… reluctantly. Work meetings claimed most of the daylight hours, and just when I carved out time for a proper stroll, I…
If productivity had a face today, it would look like spreadsheets, Zoom fatigue, and the cruel smirk of tax software. But somewhere between the chaos, I carved out one small…
If there’s one way to start the year off right, it’s by freezing your nose off in a snow-covered forest. 7.5 kilometers of white-crusted trail, ice-dipped branches, and the kind…
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