I Still Believe in Miracles

(what I'd tell you if we were hanging out tonight)

I spent most of today chasing ideas and swatting away angst. I found myself doom-scrolling at inopportune moments, well-aware that my Enneagram 8 was disintegrating toward a 5.

I took some notes, ate a proper lunch, and power-napped for 20 minutes. I struggled to focus and complete any of the tasks on my list. (It is well into the evening and I thought …