on rekindling one’s spark

despite the shadow of war and our own instincts.

I’m painfully aware that a war just started. And more so how inconsequential some of my writing might seem in times like these. I’ve been finding it hard to reconcile where I was hoping to go with this project once the newborn arrival dust had settled, with where it currently is. As you might have noticed, it took longer than I predicted to get back to …