There was a calm that surprised me last weekend.

I spent a couple hours shoveling snow.

Cold air.
Heavy shovel.
No headphones.
No agenda.

Just the same motion, over and over.
Scoop.
Toss.
Step forward.
Repeat.

Physically demanding.
Mentally quiet.

There was something grounding about watching the
path slowly clear in front of me.

One shovel full at a time.

Nothing profound.
Nothing to optimize.

Just being there.
Doing what was right in front of me.

That kind of simplicity felt like a reset.

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