September feels like an opportunity for a reset this year.
I won't be traveling to eighteen+ soccer games this fall, and it's caught me off guard how much room that actually leaves. I'm still figuring out what weekends look like on my own terms now. So far the plan is two separate trips to the movie theater this weekend, which feels almost indulgent for no real reason. Curious what the rest of this chapter does with all that extra time.
TODAY’S PICKS
THE FEATURE
The Marriage Is Long Over. Nobody Told Your Husband.
He still thinks they're fine. She moved out of the marriage years ago and never said so out loud, and now she's asking what that silence actually costs.
THE REFLECTION
You Are What You Pay Attention To.
A year of not being able to write led her to try meditation for the first time, and the thing that finally broke through wasn't fixing herself. It was thinking about someone else.
I Cleaned Out My Junk Drawer.
Ten minutes. Topped off the kitchen garbage bag. Contained 23 pens. Now the drawer finally closes. No lesson in it, just deeply satisfying.
THE WILDCARD
Play Is Doing Its Work Even If We're Not Keeping Score.
When his kids took apart a board game to build something the rules never allowed, he started asking why so much of adult life has to keep score, right down to sleep and rest.
If you know someone who'd love this, send it to them.
That's the whole ask.
There's something in it for you too.
Details below.
My answer:
Saying 'I'm fine' when someone asks how I'm doing. It's automatic at this point, and half the time it's not even true.
