There are days when I can feel my capacity narrowing. Not always in an obvious way. Sometimes I am still doing things. I am still answering people, reading, writing, participating in conversations, even accomplishing things I had intended to do. But underneath it all, something is becoming harder.
Yesterday was bubbly with excitement. One of those rare bright days where ideas move quickly, possibilities feel open, and the mind feels almost light again.
I’ve been working quietly on something for a long time now. Not a single post, not a single story—but something larger that has been slowly forming underneath all the writing.
This is the beginning of that project.
