My calendar was packed this weekend.
Bike rides through Brooklyn, a Prem League friendly, a quick trip to the beach, dinner with friends who made me laugh until my face hurt. Barely any downtime, and somehow I didn't mind. Full doesn't have to mean depleted.
TODAY’S PICKS
THE FEATURE
The Hidden Cost of Having a Husband.
A woman notices the TV got mounted in a weekend while the kitchen floor sat half finished for years. She starts asking why.
Rabbit Hole.
Fell down a two-hour rabbit hole on mobility exercises last night. Now I own a resistance band and have strong opinions about hip flexors.
THE REFLECTION
Blood, Sweat & Tears.
A woman stops asking whether her anger is real or just hormonal, and starts asking why those were ever supposed to be two different things.
THE WILDCARD
Why Broken Sleep Is a Golden Time for Creativity.
Doctors used to call it a sleep disorder. Turns out it's just what humans did every night for most of history, before we ruined it with light bulbs.
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My answer:
Honestly? I'd probably work. That's the default. But if I actually let myself have the hour, I'd go to a museum. Or check out a new gallery. Or just sit in a dark theater and watch a movie, with popcorn.
