On my wayto DC this morning. A mini Spring Break

It’s the first city I remember feeling like I could just… access. Not visit with family, not pass through. Actually step into on my own.

Something about that always felt like a turning point.

I’m working on Chapter 2 of Part II today, and it’s starting to feel like that same shift — when everything is technically the same, but nothing feels the same anymore.

Ethan’s not where he started. He just doesn’t fully realize it yet.

That’s always the part that takes the longest.