The Hole in Your Sunday Afternoon (And How to Fill It With Something Sacred)
It was three o’clock on a Sunday afternoon. The last crumb of the pancake breakfast had been wiped from the counter. The good church clothes were swapped for faded sweatpants. And there I sat—remote control in one hand, phone in the other—staring at a ceiling that felt two feet lower than it had that morning. […]
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