I find the beginning of January unsettling. If December is a hinge, than January is a cantilever into open air. While it’s mostly a good unsettled feeling: anticipation, curiosity, the prospect of unhinged possibility even, these early days can also set me on edge—like the nagging feeling of having forgotten something important behind. I have many ideas…
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