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Dear Reader,
Somebody in my house refilled the salt without mentioning it, and I only noticed because I went to do it myself. That is about the size of what today is made of.
Four is the ground floor. Order, maintenance, the parts of a life that nobody thanks anybody for and everybody stands on.
Days under this number feel flat, and they are supposed to. Whatever you put down today surfaces in about six months, long after you have forgotten putting it there.
There is real relief in that if you will take it. Not every day is required to justify itself by the evening.
The weight that comes with a 4 is the sense that everything is slower than it ought to be. That belongs to the number rather than to your life, and it lifts tomorrow.
Today counts whether or not anything happens in it.
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