What a world. Despite the clocks and calendars, we've completely lost track of time. We only know what is, is not what was—say that ten times fast. But first, steep some tea and calm those nerves.
Everywhere, creatures of habit are without habits. The ones that previously defined them, are no longer—a combo platter of hallelujah and oh no! A creature sans-habit is like a hermit crab sans-shell. Seeking, vulnerable, and full of possibility. Yup, sounds about right.
As if we needed more evidence that morning routines had gone belly-up—folks are mixing sport coats with sweatpants for work. It's appalling and perfect.
Dear home, we've sidetracked, yet again. This note is about beginning anew, with rituals and routines that please and ease, with none that tease.
Shall we try on new shells together?
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A Carafe and a Half
How are you sleeping? Before all of this, were you a night carafe, tray, and sachet kind of person? If so—impressive. How about freshly cut yard flowers on the nightstand? So Martha! Whatever it takes to deepen your shut-eye and brighten your morning—make it happen. Be kind to you. This is about comfort, not perfection.
It's amazing how many of us have more time than we know what to do with, while others of us are perpetually strapped. Perhaps it's always been this way. Who knows? Here's hoping that Sundays are still Sundays—for lazing and grazing. Maybe even sitting still and attempting the crossword, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Two up. One down. You've got this.
Vignettes. Moments. Quiet pleasures. Pure and simple. Find and enjoy. Sometimes, that's all it takes. Other times, we dig deep.
Speaking of... deep breath.
Stay safe and sane. Yours Truly, Heath Ceramics
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