
3 weeks. 21 days. 504 hours. I had to go back and count the weeks on the calendar. It feels so much longer than that. Granted, we’ve not lived with any sense of order or rhythm. I haven’t woken to … Continue reading
3 weeks. 21 days. 504 hours. I had to go back and count the weeks on the calendar. It feels so much longer than that. Granted, we’ve not lived with any sense of order or rhythm. I haven’t woken to … Continue reading