Spending A Month With My Sister -v.2025.01- -ya...

Day two was hard. Lena likes to wake at 6:00 AM and make pour-over coffee with meditative slowness. I prefer to stay in bed until 8:30, then stumble to the kettle for tea. By day three, her morning humming had become a provocation. By day four, I had passive-aggressively moved the coffee beans to the highest shelf.

In a world pushing us toward isolation and efficiency, a month of sisterhood is a radical act of slowness. Spending a Month with My Sister -v.2025.01- -Ya...