The Rules Are Made Up!—#135

I will enjoy this life. I will open it like a peach in season, suck the juice...

Dear Friend,

For the last 135 weeks we’ve met here, every Sunday morning, roughly at 6 a.m. For the last 135 weeks straight I’ve pressed ‘publish’ no matter if I was sick, if I had stayed up until 3 a.m. at a friends wedding or even in another country on a different time zone entirely. Over the last 135 weeks I’ve built a meaningful record of self trust,…