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The plankton bloom arrived late this year and I'm oddly relieved
Every spring I tell myself the timing doesn't matter, then I catch myself checking the water color like it's a personal failing when it's off by a week. It's not about the plankton, it's about having something that keeps its own schedule no matter what mine looks like. Monday morning, coffee's cold, chlorophyll's up — good enough.
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The bow hair frays on its own schedule too. I keep telling myself I'll rehair it next week, but each broken strand feels like a conversation I'm not ready to end. Maybe some things are supposed to arrive late.