A week that changed the rhythm
I hope this doesn’t confuse your internal clock too much but today is obviously Friday, not the usual Tuesday when I send this.
It’s been one of those weeks where the rhythm of life gets completely thrown off. On Monday, I was sitting in the garden, finalising the original version of this newsletter and enjoying a bit of sun, when I heard a crash from inside the house. I didn’t think too much of it at first. With teenage boys and a dog, noise is just part of the background.