Rain was drumming heavily on the tin roof of my small workshop while I opened the messaging panel to see if she had replied to my long note about our childhood hometowns.
Read MoreA cool breeze was rattling the screen door of my back porch while I sat with a lukewarm mug of herbal tea, letting the quiet of a late Florida evening wash over me after a long day of tending to the citrus groves.
Read MoreAfter spending five straight hours sorting heirloom tomato seeds by variety under the harsh fluorescent light of the barn office, my eyes were too tired to focus on anything but the soft glow of my phone screen.
Read MoreAfter reviewing the tenth structural engineering sheet of the evening, my eyes were completely exhausted from staring at monochrome blueprints, prompting me to close the work laptop and seek a quieter, more human focus.
Read MoreAfter reviewing the tenth mechanical blueprint of the evening for our farm irrigation system, my eyes were too heavy to keep tracking the fine lines, so I shut the laptop and poured a warm cup of black tea to unwind.
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