So I feel the drag of impending schedules and new teachers and school supplies and waking early to rouse the house and dispatching humans in all directions for the day. Soon enough, that rhythm will take hold and it'll all be good. It's this change over that gets me in a funk. I just got used to sleeping late. Maybe that's just the time to shift gears is when it's gotten too comfortable.
In the meantime, the Women Who Run With the Wolves book group is getting into some interesting conversations. I am enjoying this new place.
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