Weekend Reads v. 1.3.2025
Rabbit, rabbit.
New month, same ol’ superstition. Rabbit, rabbit. I’ve no clue where I first picked up that expression. While I’m not superstitious, there’s something about recognizing the blank page of a calendar at the start of a new month that feels like a realignment. Does the phrase actually bring me good luck at the start of a new month? Probably not. But it still feels good to embrace that newness with a bit of hope, so I suppose that’s why I keep up this tradition.
As I mentioned to you last week, I started a new job. In an office. Where we have to wear grown-up clothes. My commute was kind of a beast (hey, DC traffic! You’re back!), and the grown-up clothes took some getting used to. But the work itself was thrilling. I was immersed in topics that I not only follow as part of my work, but I also read about in my spare time. My colleagues have been kind and demonstrated a fierce work ethic. They, too, share my desire to do good work that will improve t…
