30/250 Illusions of other weeks

This week appeared to be hell-bent on disappearing. Not in the OMG I HAVE NO TIME LEFT way. But in the it never existed way. I don’t know about you, but I tend to have an intuitive grasp of time. Since the battery on my watch died, I’ve relied much more on my gut feel about the pace of the day, and have rediscovered my own rhythm - and am able tell you the time to within a few minutes.

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