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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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Three months in.

I was sitting in the north-facing kitchen with coffee that had gone half-cold, looking at nothing in particular, trying to give myself a few minutes between the last session of the month and the work of packing to go home. The active season was done. One month off, as the contract specified, and then back.

I was trying to take an honest inventory.

Inventory had always felt like the right word for this — not reflection, which implied something looser, but the specific discipline
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