Shattering the Illusion

Tuesday morning, as Diego assembled a construction site on our living room rug, and I blearily prepped coffee, David returned from a run. He was AWAKE. Energized! And concerned. “Have you heard about Buffy Wicks?” He asked, scrolling his phone, still catching his breath. I hadn’t. I’d fallen asleep the previous night to David trackingContinue reading “Shattering the Illusion”