A Walk, a Headache, and the Strange Weight of the Day The dog and I got out for a walk today, even though it’s been raining nonstop. The kind of rain that doesn’t just fall — it presses on you, wraps around you, pulls you into its mood. I was already carrying a headache from work, the kind that sits behind the eyes and makes every thought feel heavier. My mind was busy, building and rebuilding things the way it always does, even when I’m not holding a hammer. Still, I love how I draw out my blog every day. It’s like the words walk beside me, even in the rain. They go out into the storm, battle the wind, and somehow come back serving me. I got soaked, but it felt like part of the adventure. Work had its own weight today. A school lockdown happened — that kind of thing always hits a nerve. And then I saw a goose get run over near the wetland. It bothered me more than I expected. Hard emotions, sharp and sudden, like a nail you didn’t see sticking out. The river is getting high agai...
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