IAM BR ACED FOR THE sag of January. It’s a new thing for me. Usually, January is one of my favourite months. The real beginning of the year (February) seems far away and the weeks feel fat and lazy with the promise of no routines aside from the cricket playing in the background, weeks at the shack, and a toppling pile of books I’ve saved up to
Rituals And Renewal
Jan 04, 2024
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