Repose, Briefly

Repose by John White Alexander (1895) My routine, for the past week, went on a hike, wandered into a freak hurricane somewhere along the eastern seaboard, took shelter, got airlifted, and is only entering recovery. Hosting guests will do that. The first casualty, of course, was my reading and writing practice (though I did attend Writers’ Hour—ardently, with half-open eyes.) Still, all is not lost. I remember a YouTube video from a habit guru I used to watch during my minimalism phase, maybe...