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 Each day feels new, and my memory of the one before is faint. I’m learning to adapt. |
| It is a good start for a good brain day. Gentle rain outside. Coffee doing its work. The house quiet except for the soft rhythm of water against the windows. I used to think clarity had to arrive fully formed. Like flipping on a switch. It doesn’t. Some mornings the brain boots up slowly. Especially mine. I’ve learned not to fight that. After surgery, after recovery, I stopped demanding instant brilliance. Thinking became something I do on purpose. Rain helps. Coffee helps. Time helps. There’s no urgency this morning. No need to solve the craft of writing before sunrise. No need to prove I’m a “real writer” before the mug is empty. Just sit. Listen. Let the noise settle. Good brain days don’t start with pressure. They start like this. |
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