Letter of Rec #044: The soup of self, a modest platform and going out tops galore

Welcome back to the cafe

I’ve been trying to get my feet under me for the past couple of weeks, but the particularities of why are different from what I’m used to. I think I’ve become conscious of a pattern that I have been repeating over the years with the beginning of Spring always starting so slow and the shape of the days looking and feeling like infinite blobs, book-ended …